The Nostalgia Critic’s talent aggregate website, Channel Awesome, has been under fire for the past few days due its horrific treatment of their past employees. Things like refusing to pay anyone for their work yet forcing insane deadlines, firing their HR Director the day after she had surgery, telling some of the staff that no one will ever watch their content, and much, much more.
If you want to read up on the highlights of what went down, go here:
The reality of the whole situation is that this isn’t new and the contributors have been saying some pretty wretched things about the site for a very long time now. Yet, these whistle-blowers have all gone on to create bigger and better things while Channel Awesome continues to linger in an age of internet comedy long since past.
I am not here to talk about the terrible work conditions of Channel Awesome, but rather to examine Doug Walker (aka The Nostalgia Critic) and analyze his “artistry,” and how that lead to this blatant disregard for the lives of others.
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There should be a rule instated
That the moment a foot is out the door
It immediately becomes illegal
To assign homework
Before I became, well
Um don’t judge, I didn’t pick the name
The Old Guy did
I would do my homework
Nice, yes, it was
Nice, calming really
A poem? He wants a poem
About our life
As if I have time to write one
As if I have a reality to share
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There’s this thing he likes to do after every big meeting. Or conference. He does both now.
He comes up to us, me and his assistant, and turns away, eyes narrowing as he waits for his assistant to slip his overcoat on for him.
I don’t know what he looks at so intently during this transaction; but it’s definitely not the assistant. Poor thing, she should really look for a job elsewhere.
The first few times it happened, I thought it was just him being the rich entitled prick we all think he is.
All of a sudden he will walk away at a brisk space, and I will need to jog for a moment to catch up with him.
The assistant never hurries up because she’s quite tangibly sick of him, which I think he secretly enjoys.
Once I’m at his side, he’ll look at me finally and that stern exterior will crack open for a moment.
Every time, he’ll smile and roll his eyes.
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I am starting it because I took my own advice for once, and I am taking myself seriously. I have started working as a freelance writer in addition to my Barista job and honestly, it’s been going really well so far!
I have three different publishers interested in drafts for essays from me, and I actually signed a contract a few days ago for one essay. Which is weird. It’s weird getting paid for this sort of thing right out of the gate. Especially when it’s an essay on my high school bully.
No one tell him, okay? Oy.