The Hollywood Reporter named the 35 most powerful people in media today.
The list included names like CNN’s Jeff Zucker, MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow and Samantha Bee somehow even made the list. You know who wasn’t on the list?
Me.
How does Samantha Bee make a list of the most powerful people in media, and I don’t? Do all 12 of her viewers sit on the voting committee?
You think what I do is easy? It’s not. Empires don’t build themselves. I’m up before the sun comes up, I’m building an empire unlike anything ever seen before, and unlike most of this list, I look and feel good while doing.
Who is bringing better bikini content, interviewing more babes, churning out sports content, burning up entertainment content, better at controlling the narrative and telling the stories of American heroes than me and my team? Nobody. Hell, I woke up this morning to see that one of the heroes of Benghazi is a fan of my work. I find it highly unlikely Samantha Bee can say the same thing.
When CNN was pretending the Stormy Daniels story would destroy Trump, who was out here interviewing porn stars for the real story? Oh, that’d be me again. Yes, I talk to porn stars. Don’t make a bigger deal out of it than it is.
I don’t give the people what I think they need to know, and try to brain wash them with boring non-stories. I give them what they want. The Smoke Room and The Daily Caller exist to prove that these lists are ridiculous.
At the end of the day, I’m not upset. I’m just disappointed. The good news is that I’ll keep getting in the office while the rest of world sleeps, crushing content and having the “bring your lunch to work” mentality that brought us to the top.
I guess I’m just wondering why bad things happen to good people.