You could show me a picture of any white woman in her 20s and 30s who isn’t a famous celebrity and tell me that it’s Phoebe Bridgers and I would believe you.
I have no idea if that’s how you spell her name.
Quiet girl from your high school who moved to Colorado and maybe does drugs? Boom. That’s Phoebe.
Phoebe? Idk probably
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I will say that, while the mental gymnastics around not saying “kids in cages” is bullshit, I appreciate seeing the media continuously cover what’s going on at the border.
My earnest take on the WAP Grammy performance vs. Dr Seuss thing is that it’s an unsurprising result of what happens when one side gives a shit about what they’re fighting for and the other doesn’t.
Those who believe that things like potentially racialized comics are a threat to equity actually care about what they’re fighting for.
But basically no one actively cares if a song’s performance is vulgar. Some people pretend to, to score cheap political points.
It’s Janet-Jackson-Justin-Timberlake-Super-Bowl all over again forever. People hem and haw and appeal to some general sense that Something Is Bad but no one is compelled to attempt change anything.
Biden turning DC into East Berlin is too by the way.
I want you to imagine what the chattering class would have to say if, as a result of criticizing how the US military fights wars, wide swaths of the military (in their official capacity!) swarmed on Rachel Maddow under a President Trump.
The rise and fall of Gov. Cuomo is a case study in the dangers of a partisan press.
If we had a national media that was half as interested in the open corruption of a Democratic Governor as they were in the mean tweets of a Republican President, we never would’ve gotten to this point.
Every J school should have a course about understanding political biases and what they mean for both the topics that are covered and the tenor of that coverage. Particularly when everyone in a news room tends to have the same ones.
There is nothing quite like the young urbanite - usually male - who needs to tell you about the grit and character they’ve developed from living in a shitty walk-up in Bedstuy ($1500/month rent) and eating food out of cans.
The new Steinbecks, all of them.
Accidents of fate have, on three separate occasions, prevented me from this fate. But I would’ve lived in the upper(ish) east side, on account of I am a different variety of prick. But I would’ve taken up cigarettes and written better, surely.