After nearly three hundred essays and dozens of podcast episodes, I’ve reached a simple conclusion: I’m done writing on a schedule, and I’m done writing for platforms that confuse noise with vitality. When I began this experiment, I thought the work would matter in the way words used to — that reason and wit might still pierce the fog. I believed there was an audience hungry for insight instead of outrage, context instead of clickbait. I believed satire could still reach the public nerve. May...