The senior editorial staff at Gawker and up to five ringer commenters quit over the weekend because The Man made them take down an article about how a Conde Nast executive was being extorted by a male hooker. Numerous Gawker advertisers had threatened to pull media spends because they felt the article was nothing more than outing some poor schlub for no newsworthy reason. Also, they realized that Gawker was going to ruin everybody’s Craigslist Casual Encounter assplay fun if they weren’t put in check.
The Gawker editors re-watched all three seasons of The Newsroom over daiquiris and decided to resign their positions because they believed the firewall between business and editorial had been breached. The firewall that only children and journalism majors believe exists. Naturally, they wrote lots of very important emails back and forth about all of this and published all of their emails on Gawker itself because that’s what Braveheart would have done in 2015 if he gathered his berserker Highlanders at Soul Cycle for strategy sessions.
There aren’t many businesses where the owners tell any employees they have complete freedom to fuck over the business anyway they want. There aren’t any. Reputations don’t keep the lights on. Start your own blog. They’re free on WordPress. Fuck, this one runs on Subway sandwich coupons. Then you can get random gay tricks to feed you naughty sex stories about anybody with half a name in Manhattan and pretend it’s news. TMZ just passed you on the integrity scale. Congratulations. Monsanto corporate spokesman is looming right behind you.