To make sure no one reads my take on moderation, I'm surrounding it with the most unbearable neolithic architecture bullshit, like an uncuttable fairytale bramble wall of rhetoric except it's this one real specific kind of mud that doesn't make great bricks, becau—
Anyway I‘m reading a book whose first three chapters are titled, “Why I am so wise,” “Why I am so clever,” and “Why I write such good books.” The abundance weirdos are mere infants, the wellspring is much funnier.
Actual media people should probably push back against Explainers whose whole beat is “Telling well-off white Americans they don’t have to change anything: it is the Black and leftist critics on social media who are to blame.” I just see no evidence that it’s a good use of *my* time.
