(Warning: I would say this story signifies Nothing, but it probably signifies Nothing-1!)
This seems to spring from something ugly - a destructive human urge that many feel but few act upon, the ambient misanthropy that's a frequent ingredient of art, politics and, most of all, jokes. There's a lot of hate out there, and a lot to hate as well.
If we had no faults of our own, we would not take so much pleasure in noticing those of others.
To establish oneself in the world, one has to do all one can to appear established.
*One was former Gawker editor Doree Shafrir, another was New York magazine Daily Intel blogger Jessica Pressler, and the literary journal editor — "our Gessen," as Doree calls him fondly — was a guy named Matt "Mattathias" Schwartz. (Everyone was intimidated/repelled by Schwartz's highminded seriousness at first! But I ended up dating him and he turned out to be high-mindedly serious in a good way. **Philadelphia deejays have a long history of local prominence: we often found ourselves writing about the antics of this one, who is now 67 years old. ***Though alas, Tucker Max won the great douche-off.Bonfire of Inanities