This does not really read as journalism, but as a really bleak, fairly interesting memoir.
Unfortunately, it seems like it's mostly a memoir of the author's tragic descent into alcoholism as he attempts to cover the Trump campaign. I feel like it has taken place entirely within a bar, or in a throng of screaming people, having just attempted to get shitfaced in a bar. It's definitely an aesthetic.
— Nov 07, 2018 05:36PM
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