If you’ve been paying attention to this newsletter since its inception, you’ll notice I’m prone to vent my spleen about the seedier sides of journalism I’ve experienced. But now I can truly say the cultural vampires of arts and entertainment are like frolicking children when compared to the parasitic world of academia.
Imagine writing this sentence and thinking anyone gives a shit that you got boned.
“In the fall of 2016, I approached the then-head of a department at New York University
about assembling an oral history on American Hardcore Punk”