A reader wrote while I was on vacation last week:
Dammit. You finally convinced me to fork over my money. Good work. I’d been hesitating for so long because I didn’t really have a reason to subscribe. I rarely hit the meter, and when I did, it didn’t really bother me. I could still get enough “Sully” above the “Read on” button to satiate myself.
Recently, though, you’ve been killing me. You’re simply posting way too much on far too many interesting topics. I was catching up on the Dish last week and my wife was reading over my shoulder. “Holy shit. He posts a ton!” to which I reminded her that you don’t work alone, of course …
Today I hit the meter on this post. I wanted to finish reading, so I begrudgingly pulled out my wallet and subscribed. (Sidebar: today is my 30th birthday, so I guess this was my treat to myself.) It wasn’t until after I signed up that I realized you are out of town, and the rest of your team is taking the lead right now. Watch out if those guys ever decide to leave you and start their own venture. My money will follow them!
They’re this site’s core assets. I couldn’t begin to do this without them.
(Images, clockwise from top-left: Matthew Sitman, Patrick Appel, Chris Bodenner, Katie Zavadski, Brian Senecal, Chas Danner, Alice Quinn, Jessie Roberts (inset), Tracy Walsh, and Jonah Shepp in the center square. Read a bit about each of them here.)
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