really means. They don't like it. And some of them have the balls to decide "This shit is bad, and I don't have to be part of it."
...Before interviewing Yiannopoulos, I thought he was a nasty
attention-whore, but I wanted to do a neutral piece on him that simply
put the facts out there.
Emphasis mine. He thought being an actual reporter was a good thing. He apparently hadn't paid attention to what the left thinks of actual reporters.
After the story posted online in the early hours of Sept. 21, I woke
up to more than 100 Twitter notifications on my iPhone. Trolls were
calling me a Nazi, death threats rolled in and a joke photo that I posed
for in a burka served as “proof” that I am an Islamophobe.
I’m not.
Most disconcertingly, it wasn’t just strangers voicing radical
discontent. Personal friends of mine — men in their 60s who had been my
longtime mentors — were coming at me. They wrote on Facebook that the
story was “irresponsible” and “dangerous.” A dozen or so people
unfriended me. A petition was circulated online, condemning the magazine
and my article. All I had done was write a balanced story on an
outspoken Trump supporter for a liberal, gay magazine, and now I was
being attacked. I felt alienated and frightened.
As the saying goes: Welcome to the party, pal.
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