Ugh. This absolutely fails as satire. Reciting tiresome clichès with heightened snobiness does not make comedy. Good satire makes one laugh in recognition at something familiar seen in a new way. The writer here seems unaware that he's covering well-trodden territory, and adding a supercilious tone, devoid of personality or humor or writing style, is simply unfunny. I'm sure a lot of bankers actually do think this way-where's the satire, the twist? Who cares?

Right on. Andrew is intensely narcissistic, he writes of his own life and extrapolates broad social trends from them, sipping margaritas in P-Town.

Does anyone but me remember when Sullivan was outed as having accepted money from Big Pharma a few years ago? That he disparaged people who sought access to cheaper drugs, and defended drug co's without revealing conflict of interest?

Another thing Andrew loathes is the idea of universal health care, HATES the idea. He declares the End of Aids but the fact that these drugs are drastically expensive has never crossed his consciousness. If you're a young creative without health insurance and you contract HIV, god bless you. You might have to go tho the bare bones safety net of medicaid, which Andrew also hates.

Never mind that I'm sure Andrew received all his shots and inoculations from the UK NHS which he abhors- he is ferociously against health care for the poors, a total cheerleader for the alleged "free-market". Which was supposed to lower costs, right? Whoops, opposite land. Andrew could truly not give less of a damn.