It seems that Arrington and Siegler think that speaking from the heart is the ultimate route to the truth, which is a fine thing to believe when you’re young and naive and unfamiliar with the myriad ways that we compartmentalize our thoughts, revise our view of the past and reconstruct a present narrative that suits however we’re feeling about the world and ourselves on that particular day. On one level, I admire this line of reasoning. It’s writing with a voice — and a history and a context and a face — that has revived analysis and even (improbably) the essay in the digital medium, and many of the finest practitioners of this art owe an unacknowledged debt to the deliberately self-unschooled “hacks” who first started throwing brickbats from outside what used to meaningfully be called the mainstream media. But when Siegler and Arrington are going on about how insanely jealous of their success Lyons must be, rather than answering his charge of bias, what their misunderstanding (or misdirection) suggests is that they can only imagine that a writer would be principally motivated, as they are, by what appears to be simple greed.