But this illustrates the difference between real work and fake work. Real work you have to do sober. Fake work you can do drunk.
You never see an editor with a hook for a hand.
Note: This is why I lost interest in pursuing a career in publishing.
Robert Redford can play a journalist on the big screen, but we all know that in real life, journalists look more like me—pudgy, pasty drunks with moderate to unhealthy obsessions with unicorn porn (or uniporn, for short). Aside from those brave souls who really put themselves in harm’s way in war-torn countries—for the rest of us hacks—journalism is about as heroic as dentistry. And dentists have cooler instruments. And nitrous.