I remember being told as a child, "All the real best writers write for Playboy." Obviously, wanting to read the best writers, I tried to get Playboys, and was viciously denied... Now, as a grown up, I can read a Playboy, and say: I have never read a funnier, more devastating essay about protein.
In my latest for Playboy, I wrote about meat, masculinity, and "boy kibble," the trend of men eating a pack of unseasoned ground beef for dinner. I argue it's the perfect meal to illustrate the isolation and nihilism in our ultra-capitalist system www.playboy.com/read/lifesty...