Cancel Culture Turned on Me. Why Am I Defending It?

The big, bad mob went after my job, my reputation, and my blood.

Photo: Hans Splinter/flickr

I know what it feels like to be cancelled. It’s a shame I wouldn’t wish on anyone else. But hey, shit happens, and it happened to me hard a few years ago when I dared to write something not so flattering about Beyoncé’s Lemonade album in a HuffPost essay.