Dearest readers of the Deez,
‘Tis a peculiar lot in life to be rather well-liked, moreover quite pleasant in one’s public carriage, yet to live in possession of some dastardly shady opinions, is it not?
What I mean to say is: I bet there are things you hate in our culture right now. I’m talking HATE hate. A movie, a book, an album, a TV show, a certain celebrity’s schtick, a certain style of Instagram posting, a specific Type of Guy. There are wicked judgments festering inside of us all, with nowhere to go, thanks to stan culture and like, editors and also the reality of careerism conducted on a sinking Titanic raft of an industry (the ship is obviously already gone; we’re fighting over the last dinghy now).
Twitter’s broken. Log-rolling never went away. Your institutions and mine are crumbling. Think of all the potent dark energy swirling around right now, with no blog to call home.
Until now.
I’ve assembled a team. Well, actually, I’ve put together a pop-up newsletter called Hate Read, where a dozen of our favorite writers from the internet rant and review about stuff they hate—anonymously. (Though you might have some fun dissecting those pen names).
Why? You ask. Because most stuff……..sucks.
So. Starting tomorrow, the inaugural season of Hate Read will take over the Deez Links servers for three weeks. Prepare yourselves and your own contrarian takes, because I certainly hope you don’t agree with every post.
But what if, in the end, sowing discord, snark and a healthy spray of cattiness is what really brings us all together? (Or hey, you might hate it. That would be kind of perfect, too. )
Yours in productive disdain,
Delia + friends :)
thrilled by this prospect
This should become permanent. I wish trad Journalism reclaimed some snark itself but in this era of blurred lines between advertising and editorial...it's clearly wishful thinking.