Honestly, I think I'd rather travel as much as possible, and gain first-hand experiences of places, things, and people who live and experience life differently

Honestly, I think I'd rather travel as much as possible, and gain first-hand experiences of places, things, and people who live and experience life differently than me, than write long winded articles in the New Yorker where I have to namedrop Pessoa and Socrates every two lines because I've outsourced my critical thinking to their writings. Honestly comes across like that angsty teen who just read Ayn Rand once and decides their entire personality is based on the book (Heck, many of us have been that kid!) There's a hundred reasons why folks dislike travel, many of them EXTREMELY valid to one's lived experiences/circumstances, but this article is the most strawman-ny argument against travel anyone could conjure up.