I don't know if this is the right forum for this post, but it feels like it is, so I'll let the Moderators decide if it's not.
A literary agent named Savannah Brooks launched a Twitter thread you should read first and then decide for yourself:
Brooks makes it pretty clear from her perspective that it is literary agents who have the really tough job while writers can afford to be amateurish dreamers.
Speaking for myself I have this weird belief the relationship between a writer and an agent is mutually beneficial if it all works out. Are there more writers than agents in the world? To be certain, writers are still going to write regardless even if every literary agent in the world gets body snatched by a UFO tonight.

What good is a literary agent without someone to write literature? It's like saying a car dealer is more important than the automaker who builds the car.
Perhaps if Miss Brooks finds her current profession so chock full of pesky ingrates who don't appreciate how hard her literary agent gig is she should pivot and make her parents proud by cashing in and using that marketing degree they probably helped pay for.
A literary agent named Savannah Brooks launched a Twitter thread you should read first and then decide for yourself:
Brooks makes it pretty clear from her perspective that it is literary agents who have the really tough job while writers can afford to be amateurish dreamers.
Y'all, being an agent is a profession, not a series of value judgements. We are salespeople. We need to sell because this is how we pay rent and feed our families. That is a difference between being a writer and an agent, and I know writers hate hearing this, but it's true writing a book is a passion, and whether or not that books succeeds is enormously personal, no doubt, but given that no one contracted you to write the book ahead of time, the success of that book does hurt your ability to buy groceries. That is not the case for agents
We only make money when we sell books, so we need to pick up books we feel capable of selling. That's the judgement: Can I sell it? Y'all are assigning so many cruel, misguided, point-blank wrong intentions behind what is, for us, a business decision—not because we're callous and greedy, but because that's what it needs to be. We decided this would be a job—a way to make money—the same way people decide to be accountants and doctors and plumbers. Being an agent is not a passion; no one can afford that.
By pretending we're all making choices because we think writers are scum (which, y'all, I could be making $120k/year using my marketing degree right now, let's be real, of course we're obsessed with authors), you're creating demons out of regular people, and no one benefits.
Speaking for myself I have this weird belief the relationship between a writer and an agent is mutually beneficial if it all works out. Are there more writers than agents in the world? To be certain, writers are still going to write regardless even if every literary agent in the world gets body snatched by a UFO tonight.

What good is a literary agent without someone to write literature? It's like saying a car dealer is more important than the automaker who builds the car.
Perhaps if Miss Brooks finds her current profession so chock full of pesky ingrates who don't appreciate how hard her literary agent gig is she should pivot and make her parents proud by cashing in and using that marketing degree they probably helped pay for.