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I thought long and hard before renewing my Premium subscription, not because I have never once received the magazines I have signed up for in the last 6 years, but because the inanity of celebrity bullshit and TV reviews and shallow puff pieces mascarading as social commentary has nearly crowded out the investigative reporting. War Room and Tom the Dancing Bug, about all I read any more, does not justify another year's subscription price, when I could just send the money to Move On and be done with it. But this article was the last straw. Salon, you can take your god damned sugar cookies and shove them up your irrelevant upper middle class progressive ass. There, I feel a little better now. Just 26 more fucking shopping days till fucking Xmas!