As someone with small children, I found myself wondering whether the parents of these Brooklyn writers have actually done their children a service or disservice by funding a financially impossible career.

While there is something to be said for being able to follow one’s interests unconstrained by the need for money, it also seems like a hollow, grasping existence to chase status and popularity amongst a clique of likeminded fellows.

I suppose one could say something similar for a career spent chasing money, but at least money sometimes vaguely (vaguely!) approximates creating value for other people.