I am the king of Drek writing.
And, unfortunately for me, that stuff is what resides in the deep recesses of my noggin.
Drek writing is like mud. You think it has no use, no purpose.
And then you discover something like adobe.
Sonovagun! Beneath the thick, cloying impedimenta, there is a malleable material you can sculpt and mold. Newspapers mold minds, they say.
With Drek, you can mine your own mind.