The annoying part about his creative writing degree is how inept he is with conveying information. The number of times he defaults back to "it's so WEIRD" to describe things outside his control (i.e.; the culture of the Internet), "it's so FUNNY" to describe things which sexually excite him in an unconventional manner, pointless rambles that no one can connect with (buy a cinnamon roll and jerk off in the family bathroom twice), and then he even admitted he waited to get monetization on Twitter because he thought he'd have to write newsletters and that was a deal-breaker.
Why would this skilled writer be turned off by directly making money through their writing?
If you want to see how worthless a journalism degree or a creative writing degree is in terms of acquiring writing prowess, look at Nick and his pedophile buddy Vito. Nick's biggest successes have been livestreaming improvised monologues, unscripted interviews, and informal debate panels. Vito's big "journalism" has been bringing weapons to a rally, pretending to vape bath water, and agitating retarded Netflix employees. The results speak for themselves. When they do attempt to write, it's a disaster (Nick's stand-up, Vito's "great American novel").