I've Seen The Best Minds Of My Generation Poisoned By Twitter

It's hard not to succumb to internet brain poisoning sometimes, especially if you're one of those people who has dozens of people calling you a shithead almost every time you post (though if that happens to you, spend a moment thinking about why, at least).

Makes me understand, yet again, how a bunch of sinecure writers for elite publications absolutely lost their fucking minds when blogs showed up and started making fun of them. I WRITE FOR THE NEW YORKER AT MID-5 FIGURES A POP AND SOME GUY NAMED NAMED ARTRION WITH A WEBSITE NAMED CALLS ME A WANKER?!?!!?!??!