Gavin McInnes, a co-founder of the Proud Boys, was extremely upset with me. He started listing things that I should feel (ashamed and terrible about myself) and that he wished would happen to me (trouble sleeping at night). “You should,” he told me gravely and slowly, as though he were about to give me some very important advice, “slit your wrists.”The transgression I’d committed against him was being a journalist in his presence. I had just been introduced to McInnes at table 49 of the New York Young Republicans Club…
