Maureen Callahan destroyed that slob Lena Dunham

Maureen Callahan annihilated that disgusting slob Lena Dunham today.

Lena Dunham may be the first person to fabricate details of her alleged rape, then proclaim all women’s claims need to be believed, and then publicly accuse a young woman of lying about having been raped.

Finally, the star and creator of “Girls” has been exposed as the empty vessel she is.

“Girls” was never the smart, generational criticism Dunham always claimed; really, it was just a smuttier, younger “Sex and the City.” Nor is there as much daylight between Dunham and her shallow, entitled character Hannah Horvath as she’d have us believe.

“I think I might be the voice of a generation,” Hannah tells her parents in the first episode. “Or at least a voice of a generation.”

It was supposed to be a joke, but all too quickly Dunham embraced this notion herself, no doubt emboldened by the real estate afforded her in New York Magazine, the New Yorker and The New York Times. So what if she was a 25-year-old with no real life experience? What she had to say clearly mattered.

Until, that is, Nov. 17, when Dunham and colleague Jenni Konner came to the defense of Murray Miller, a writer on “Girls” accused of rape. A police report had been filed. Yet here came a statement no one asked for, brimming with smug superiority.

“While our first instinct is to listen to every woman’s story,” they wrote in part, “our insider knowledge of Murray’s situation makes us confident that sadly this accusation is one of the 3% of assault cases that are misreported every year.”

This is just one of the many problems with Dunham: She speaks, usually unbidden, with complete moral and philosophical authority — until she’s called out online, at which point she furiously and pathetically backpedals.

She’s a total hypocrite who claims we’re the ones who have issues with her body and slovenly dress, yet she strains to appear sexy and glamorous on the red carpet. She wants desperately to be liked while claiming she doesn’t care if we like her. She’s a narcissist who possesses no intellectual rigor, no belief system, no relationship with the truth.

“I’m an unreliable narrator,” she wrote in her 2014 memoir “Not That Kind of Girl.”

So begins a chapter called “Barry,” named for the student she claimed raped her as a college student at Oberlin.

Barry, Dunham wrote, was an unstylish white Republican (of course) who had a mustache, wore cowboy boots and hosted a radio show. A girl he’d once had sex with, Dunham wrote, said Barry left her bedroom spattered “like a crime scene” in blood. Dunham wrote that she had “a few versions” of the story in her mind, but other people — including, curiously, a “Girls” writer named Murray — helped her see she’d been raped.

The only problem with this story? Just one guy in Dunham’s timeframe, on her campus, fit this description. His name was Barry. He’d never raped her.

She sounds like she should be the new afternoon woman at WFAN. She's an angry pig who should have left the country like she promised.

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