So I’ve met Ken in person and found he’s totally different than his persona, so this legitimately pisses me off and breaks my heart. I’m glad that money isn’t for me
We all have to make a living, I don't judge too harshly how journalists make ends meet. Except when longtime egomaniacs obsessed with their personal branding cynically court fascists. That's a big asterix for me.
Yeah, writing cheap listicles for clicks? I encourage it. Taylor Swift coverage? Knock yourselves out. Showing up to talk to your fascist friends? Fuck all the way off.
Frank Speech is guy, right?
And Pillow TV seems like it should be calming. I did Top Sheet TV for a couple years and it was mainly about comfort until the weighted blanket craze took off.
