Shaun knows more about High Fidelity than I could ever hope to in my lifetime. I see what he means about the main characters not being emulation-worthy.
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RSSRoger Ebert is kicking all kinds of blog ass right now, you guys. Today I learned from him that the Nehi in Nehi orange soda is not now and was never spelled Knee High. I always assumed it was, and it made me think of toddlers drinking orange soda from their baby bottles.
(0)“While the media insists on calling this a ’sexting-related suicide,’ it’s much more accurately referred to as a ’slut-shaming suicide.’ Because the photograph she sent is not what drove this poor girl to kill herself — the non-consensual spreading of the photograph, and the subsequent reaction that her classmates and all adults in positions of authority had to it seems to absolutely have been what drove her to despair.”
Yes, and if I never hear the word “sexting” again, I’ll be happy. (via mefi)
Do you guys know about Kasmeneo on Flickr? He is a dude who lives in Germany and posts photos of the outfits he wears. He buys whatever clothes he wants, regardless of what gender they’re intended for, and wears them with style. In other words, he looks awesome. This is one of my favorites.
(3)This isn’t the first time I’ve heard this story about the photos featured in the 1965 book A Child Is Born (a book that fascinated me as a kid), but I still find it pretty interesting, and fraught with dramatic irony. Photos taken of aborted fetuses are used as propaganda by pro-life activists; perfect!
(2)“By age 7, almost half of the jittery babies had developed symptoms of anxiety — fear of thunder or dogs or darkness, extreme shyness in the classroom or playground — compared with just 10 percent of the more easygoing ones.” I had all of those symptoms as a child, so if this study holds true, it’s no wonder I’ve got anxiety.
(2)Ana of Rearranged Design did a house tour of my apartment last week, but I forgot to tell you until now.
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That’s a movie I remember walking away feeling very irritated by. I thought all the characters were emotionally stunted, narcissistic twits. Admittedly, I’ve only seen it the one time, when it originally came out, but that’s the impression that’s lingered.
Shaun (and now I) agrees with you for the most part.
That felt grammatically incorrect somehow, but I’m going with it.
music and film, solidly passive art forms
I had a mini-rant about this, but decided it might not be appropriate to blather about it here in your comments - or in Shaun’s, since it’s really beside the point of his essay - so it’s in my journal instead.