I think this is a fair cross-examination. The author really wants to tie this back into "American loneliness" but I would posit that being a magazine columnist is one of their largest roadblocks to casually making friends.
I have a hard time believing that most people, in a social context, would be turned off from continuing to engage in someone because they are a magazine columnist. Personally, were I to witness someone writing off a whole human being because of such a normal job, I'd make sure to curate that person out of my life.
Esquire basically makes their living off running inflammatory pop culture columns that range from "mildly titillating" to "purely objectifying". They're politically hated by conservatives and liberals, and are nearly indistinguishable from a tabloid in terms of content alone.
I curate my friend group to not have these sorts of talents among them.