Read the actual article and not the clickbaity overreaction from the former Alex Jones employee. The article is essentially a book and movie review. It reads like the kind of high-end party conversation that someone desperate to sound interesting would bring up around other people equally desperate to be seen as interesting, rather than as ordinary mid-level managers or office moles that they are. It's a bunch of upper middle class people living empty lives and trying like hell to prove to themselves that they're daring and bold despite being mundane, insufferably boring order followers.

Sorry, I've been to too many of these parties where people feign interest in all sorts of random crap in order to make social connections, advance their careers, or just to seek attention after a few too many cocktails. It's all about being liked in this shallow world these people live in.

So what better way to grab attention than by talking openly and calmly about something taboo? You make it seem completely normal to do something obviously abnormal as a way, again, to make yourself stand out as interesting. You can only have so many friends who brag about their skydiving trips, or their second home, or the drugs they did at the concert. Who cares, right? You have to push the envelope, and no, saying you're into BDSM or you like threesomes isn't avant garde enough anymore for this crowd.

So, we get this.

It's no different than some stuffy Victorian era socialite gossiping about some newly discovered tribe of primitives deep in the jungles of Papua New Guinea that still engage in the practice. Oh, dear me, get the smelling salts for Mrs. Overton. She's feinted at the thought!