How Taylor Sheridan Became the World’s Leading Exporter of Beautiful Doom
There’s a moment in every empire’s decline when it stops exporting ideology and starts exporting mood. Enter Taylor Sheridan—cowboy-booted, squint-eyed, and minting melancholy like bitcoin for the prestige-TV age. From a windswept trailer in rural Wyoming, the former bit-part actor has become the United States’ single most reliable refinery for distilled machismo and scenic despair,…