Looks like the joke’s on us
Paul Greenberg’s “Bail Out the Writers!” essay in this week’s New York Times Book Review begins with a joke his teenage daughter told him:
Woman: What do you do?
Man: Me? Oh, I write books.
Woman: How interesting! Have you sold anything recently?
Man: Why, yes. My couch, my car and my flat-screen television.
& then Greenberg diagnoses this “national problem of respect where being a writer has become so widely associated with being a loser that we have become the stuff of common jokes”