Well, the truth is that I am. At least, I sometimes write about tech. I’m sorry I am, but it pays the bills. I’ve accepted that no one will ever pay me a month’s rent for a day spent looking at and writing about art. But what I’ve earned writing data journalism has allowed me some financial freedom to do so at will. In the gig economy (or information economy, if you prefer), there’s no better avenue to freedom than to sell out bigly for only half your time. I’m aware, though, that this won’t last. My side gig is one of thousands imperiled by algorithms designed to do the same thing, cheaply.