New York Times, are you just trying to break my heart now?
I grew up thinking you were awesome. Spent my journalism career reading you, looking up to you, having that spot in my brain that every reporter has which whispers Someday maybe you'll write for the New York Times!
You know that's not the case anymore, right? I wouldn't wrap my radioactive fish in you.
But I keep thinking you'll at least get it right now that everybody's watching. And you continue to astround me with your sheer cluelessness.
I just finished this story and let me explain to you why we're breaking up for good.