A little, but the real ghoulish thing is the push for the treats to keep flowing.

The production of cultural products is becoming so completely commoditized and alienated from its producers that we’re already looking back with nostalgia on the days when that flow actually did stop. Sure I’d rather GRRM live to finish it, but there is far more comfort in the idea that he can still choose for it to end with him and escape becoming immortalized only as a zombie twitter account hocking NFTs for Disney.