“I Google myself every day, sometimes more than once, sometimes maybe five times a day. Probably nobody is a bigger self-Googler than I am. I’m not ashamed of that. Everybody does it, I’m told. But I’m disappointed and sometimes angry at what comes out when I Google myself. It’s vile. Frankly, it stinks. It’s hard to for me to believe that the results of my self-Googling have anything to do with me at all. I wouldn’t want ANYBODY to see what I get after Googling myself, but there’s just so much of it, and it’s all nasty.”
“I Google myself every day, sometimes more than once, sometimes maybe five times a day. Probably nobody is a bigger self-Googler than I am. I’m not ashamed of that. Everybody does it, I’m told. But I’m disappointed and sometimes angry at what comes out when I Google myself. It’s vile. Frankly, it stinks. It’s hard to for me to believe that the results of my self-Googling have anything to do with me at all. I wouldn’t want ANYBODY to see what I get after Googling myself, but there’s just so much of it, and it’s all nasty.”