Maureen Dowd writes this week of how political partisanship broke a relationship with one of her brothers, and how she worries politics might harm her connection to another. Since I struggle to keep politics and family apart, it really hit a chord.
Glamour magazine is going digital-only. They claim 2.2 million print subscribers, but don’t think they can make it in print any more? Something here doesn’t make sense to me.
Boots Riley’s crazy, semi-distopian movie, Sorry To Bother You, about a hard luck telemarketer making it big, the realities of race in America, and the bizarre price he has to pay for success, is weird and awesome. Watch it for free on Hulu.
Bill Gates writes a hearty endorsement of HBO’s Silicon Valley on his blog, saying, “If you want to understand Silicon Valley, watch Silicon Valley.” His blog is great BTW. It truly sounds like his voice, and it’s a great read on multiple things.
An interesting group of writers are attempting to launch a new national news site, The Correspondent. They want to raise $2.5 million from subscriber before they launch next year. It seems like the kind of hopeful project America needs more of.
Facebook, and the amount I use it, makes me uneasy. This NYT article has convinced me that it needs to be regulated, broken up in anti-trust, or both. If you use Facebook, you should read this.
This writer/activist argues that non-profits are no longer serving the greater good as a whole. i don’t know I agree with the conclusion, but I’ve seen enough of the things he describes that I’m sure something needs to change in NFP culture.
Meg Ryan is marrying John Mellencamp? They should call it, “Megencamp”.
Yes, it was 33 years ago, but damn! Queen’s Live Aid performance at Wembley Stadium still gives me chills. Look at how Freddie Mercury pours everything into this 20 minute set.
Election Day was stressful for me, as I’m sure it was for many. So I just searched for some Slow TV on YouTube and let it run all day long. 10 hour videos of trains, scuba diving in the tropics, or my favorite, an icebreaker calmly hanging out in the Arctic Circle all night. Sooo soothing.