In the comments, Mr. Blank says:

I’m beginning to think that if the media world were a high school, Steve would be the campus drug dealer: Everybody knows who he is, and everybody, even the honor students — heck, even the teachers — goes to him to get some killer weed or mind-blowing LSD or the sickest new club drug. But publicly, everybody pretends he’s a ghost. “Steve who? Nope, never heard of him. He’s not in any of my classes…”

Interesting analogy … Not one I would have come up with …

Okay, I can buy it … Except, it would be like if at your high school they automatically put hallucinogens in all the water coming out of the drinking fountains, and I was the contraband dealer the teachers and honor students went to when they needed to clear their heads by drinking from my secret stash of pure, distilled H2O.