Dear New York Times:
Your tireless efforts to make me stop reading you are having the desired effect.
For some time, I’ve ignored your insipid login requirements, taking the trouble to go through the Google backdoor to get the full text of your articles if I wanted to continue reading after the teaser. Now, you’re making it harder, greeting me with this insipid screen whenever I click a link to your content:
It’s just not worth it anymore.
Best wishes,
James
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