I'm sad for you Luke. How do you get out of bed in the morning when you know you will be submerging yourself in a cesspool of people you dislike and disrespect, working in a toxic industry that is destroying the social fabric of society.

What do you say to yourself to make it through a day? Why do you put up with it?

When you are taking pics of the talent and you ask them to pose, how do you hide your pity? Do you stare at them like they have terminal cancer (well, those of them that don't have it already)?