A bit from his first article.

I’m waiting for whoever’s stealing my Wi-Fi to quit it. Which means I’m waiting for them to finish downloading Ukrainian porn, a cinematic form that appears to consist entirely of cold-looking men in Vladimir Putin masks feigning angry sex with gas pipelines. I’m told these videos, torrented off The Pirate Bay in Sweden, are popular in San Francisco. But, then, so is dressing up as a nun in a cling-film habit, smearing yourself in soy bacon and allowing starving dogs to violate you while sucking an Obama-shaped “pleasure toy” (RRP $34.95) so deep into your gullet that his ears tickle your lungs from the inside.

And for the Kerry, LT and the rest of my print hold-out friends.

Because reporting and editing are honest-to-God actual fucking jobs that don’t get taught at the Huffington Post and the Daily Beast, and because all those faceless blog-networks infesting the Bay Area like tongue herpes have no interest in their minimum-wage blogmonkeys thinking about anything bigger than their hitcount.

Read the article. Great short bit from a man who actually gives a flying fuck about the future and the rest of us not all becoming ADD headrot zombie clones.

(Primarily because we’d all be bad in bed then.)