On a cosmic scale, which measures only in monkey tonnes, the book publishing monkeys are jumping up and down to tip the scale in their favor. Silly monkeys!
Do I have anything else to add? Oh, yeah, when I had a blogger blog, I used to call myself the Undercover Iconoclast. I’d like to take on that moniker again and just ignore the people who snorted at me and told me I was certainly an iconoclast, but I wasn’t very undercover about it. Calling oneself Undercover Anything on the internet with a pic to go with the title is a paradox very much like everything else you’re seeing right now.