Your fingerprints are all over the new season of Orange is the New Black.
And I see you schilling out for Netflix shit right now in preparation for when you talk about Orange – because you will, and have for the last two seasons- so that it doesn’t seem suspicious. You’ve clearly got a thing going with Netflix, and that’s why you’re schilling for them in the first place.
Which made me wonder if maybe your blog was started all the way back in 2009 as a sort of preemptive grass-roots advertising movement devised personally for Netflix by our generation’s Leo Burnett. That would take some extreme foresight and dedication to carrying out that plan, though, because it was certainly a long pay off. It depressed me to think of you in that way- whoever you are- so I decided to table that idea for later.
Anyway, I just wanted you to know that the Nicky episode is real on point. I felt real feelings watching that entire episode, from top to bottom.
I also wanted you to know that I can see that you’ve spent the last three years dipping your pen in a lot of different ink, and I appreciate the impact you’re having on popular culture- whether it’s through work that you are personally doing, or through just putting your ideas out there on the internet for other people to read and integrate into their own work.
Thank you for that. Godspeed, bitch.
Okay, I appreciate the kind words, but you’re a little bit paranoid if you think I’m part of some grandiose Madison Avenue conspiracy.
I don’t shill. I make Netflix recommendations because I have a subscription. I’m the one paying them. They are not paying me. (Although I’d be happy to sell them a TV show.)
I haven’t started OINTB3 yet. It’s something I’ll have to binge watch, and I don’t have enough free time until later this month, but now you’ve got me curious about what you think my fingerprints look like.
Thanks for giving me more credit than I deserve. Godspeed back at’cha.