… No One Knows You’re a Journalist

Picked up this book because I found the author on Leftist Twitter, being recommended by others. Ms. Lavin can be wicked witty and is well-worth a follow, though she does tweet a lot of personal stuff … personal stuff that isn’t very political at all. This book, however, is all about a certain cohort of the body politic – a particulary nasty and diseased bit of that body.

What better way for a journalist who deals with agoraphobia to spend her time than to log onto the Dark Web (insert Letterkenny voices here) and pretend to be a white supremacist in order to see what the other members of this, er, clan have to say when they believe they’re interacting with one of their own? Because it’s the Web, she can canvass internationally – fascists are everywhere – and see how things are going for the hatefully obsessed as they too try to reach across borders to maintain an All-White hegemony so they can protect Western Culture and White Women as they see fit.

Ms. Lavin also serves up a lot of history to show how anti-semitism grew over the ages to help light the tiki torches in Charlottesville. She also delves into the world of the incels and how they spend their time on the internet trying to make her feel bad via their laughably unrealistic, unscientific understanding of how women’s bodies work. Because … incels.

Read this to realize what the violent racist hatemongers would like to do, to see how racist hatemongers are fishing for more to join their cause, to understand how these idjits are both dangerous AND hamstringed by their own limited thought processes, and to enjoy some excellent wordsmithing on an ugly subject.

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