So, Charles, you have a bit of a history with Marjorie Taylor Green.

Is that how you'd put it?

History? Yeah, sure.

Charles Bethay writes for the New Yorker, but he lives in Georgia, right near Marjorie Taylor

Green's congressional district. He's covered her political rise for the last couple of years.

He's tagged along to our campaign speeches, interviewed the guys in her CrossFit gym. He even

has the congresswoman's cell phone number. But they are not close.

When he did a splashy profile of her, back when she was first running for Congress,

she would not even grant him an interview.

It was pretty clear she didn't see any benefit in doing that with me.

She knew it wasn't going to actually be able to harm her political chances in northwest Georgia,

largely because no one reads the New Yorker there. Not no one, I shouldn't say, but few people

probably read the New Yorker. And also because she could just actually weaponize it and use it as

look at the liberal fake news media coming after me, and that could actually

be used to raise money.

What a weird situation for you to be in, to know that you're like doing your job and

you're not doing anything wrong.

And yet there's no way that whatever you produce is not essentially repurposed for Marjorie

Taylor Green's ends.

Yeah.

And I think that it's just a, it's sort of a regionalized version of the Trump phenomenon.

You know, I think he does the same thing or has done the same thing with lots of well-sourced

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