Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.
The future is already here, it’s just not very evenly distributed
'...just about all members of Congress are drawn from the...top 10%—as are almost all their friends and associates, and even the media who report on them. Get it? The bottom 90 percent of Americans—most of whom are still suffering from the Great Recession, most of whom have been on a downward escalator for decades—have disappeared from official Washington.'
If there’s already 54 Million images on Instagram tagged #Selfie, that would make the percentage shown on this blog .000038% of #Selfies. If I wanted to be generous and assumed that all of the images tagged #funeral were also #selfies, that would still bring the overall percentage of selfies at funerals to a whopping .38%.
It is not raw force that wins the battle, but rather proper application of force that wins.
Monopathy, or over-specialisation, eventually retreats into defending what one has learnt rather than making new connections. The initial spurt of learning gives out, and the expert is left, like an animal, merely defending his territory.
The Internet is where we live. It’s not a place we go to anymore; it’s a layer over everything. I live in and for screens.
Successful entrepreneurs achieve hero status in our culture. We idolize the Mark Zuckerbergs and the Elon Musks. And we celebrate the blazingly fast growth of the Inc. 500 companies. But many of those entrepreneurs, harbor secret demons: Before they made it big, they struggled through moments of near-debilitating anxiety and despair—times when it seemed everything might crumble.
People I work with always presume that I will strike it out on my own and start my own thing. I often feel that they don’t realize the stakes that come with that.
I don’t think white people know how much effort in my day is put into making them feel comfortable. In general, people don’t know how much of my time is dedicated to making them feel comfortable.Maybe it has to do with being older, but I just didn’t want to do it anymore. I don’t want to make people comfortable all the time. Plus, we just feel like we’re going to die soon.
Sandberg’s definition of feminism begins and ends with the notion that it’s all about gender equality within the existing social system. From this perspective, the structures of imperialist white supremacist capitalist patriarchy need not be challenged. And she makes it seem that privileged white men will eagerly choose to extend the benefits of corporate capitalism to white women who have the courage to ‘lean in.’ It almost seems as if Sandberg sees women’s lack of perseverance as more the problem than systemic inequality. Sandberg effectively uses her race and class power and privilege to promote a narrow definition of feminism that obscures and undermines visionary feminist concerns.
A dozen years ago, when I was approaching forty, my eight-year-old niece Hanna asked me, “Aunt Andrea, are you married?” I said, “No, are you married?!” She seemed alarmed and asked, “Why would I be married?!” and I said to her, “Well, why would I be married?
In the postindustrial economy, feminism has been retooled as a vehicle for expression of the self, a “self” as marketable consumer object.
Rather than seeking happiness at all times, it may be important to seek happiness at the right time.
The meekest person among us, given the right circumstances, could become dangerous.