Showing posts with label modern life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label modern life. Show all posts

Wednesday

previously, on 'the internet' #9

My Twitter bio states: Reading the internet since 2001. NO SPOLIERS. Based on a joke (ok, not really) about what I'm currently reading, which is always and forever, the internet. I'm about 50% done guys! Previously, on 'The Internet', is a weekly listicle of what I eyeballed. Down to business.




'Obviously I'm thrilled that the theme of men desiring sex with the naive and nubile is finally getting the literary revival it has long deserved. Mr. Colapinto is an American hero, an artist willing to ask the vital question: what if an older man wanted to fuck hot teens?'
  • 'We restore order with imagination' I have no idea where this quote comes from, but I wrote in in my notes sometime last year. It calls to me this quote as it works in so many contexts for me. It sprang to mind whilst I was reading this over at The Atlantic, about narrative psychology and how we arrange Life's Stories. 
“Life is incredibly complex, there are lots of things going on in our environment and in our lives at all times, and in order to hold onto our experience, we need to make meaning out of it,” Adler says. “The way we do that is by structuring our lives into stories.”


"People warned us years ago and we rolled our eyes because we were strong and capable. Of raising confident children. And maintaining a sturdy marriage. Pursuing a career...
"I'll never be like that," we said.
"I've got this. Muscle arm emoji."
We were right. WE ARE STRONG and capable. But somedays we catch a glimpse of ourselves in the mirror, shaking our heads... Somedays we yearn for the house we had all those years ago -- the house that was JUST for us. The house that we cannot, even if we wanted to, rebuild..."
  • Loved this on how we read, and lies about attention. I am currently listening to one audio book, dipping in and out of two non-fiction, two books of poetry, and one fiction. Natch. 
"I read with continuous partial attention and I don’t care that I am frequently interrupting my own reading. I despise the discourse that says we are all shallow, that we are all flighty, distracted, not paying attention. I am paying attention, but I am paying attention to everything, and even if my knowledge is fragmented and hard to synthesise it is wider, and it plays in a vaster sphere, than any knowledge that has gone before."
  • I watched a very interesting Twitter conversation play out this week, about 'me-ternity time'. Hang on, I'll wait here whilst you eyeroll. Done? Me-ternity is the idea that it's not just women who should get a time of paid 'leave', that anyone should be able to take paid leave from their job. There are m a n y issues with this argument, mainly using maternity leave as an example of some kind of holiday from your job. I obviously take umbrage with this. Making women, who often have no choice but to care for their children, the enemy is not the answer. It also fails to acknowledge the very real implications that women face taking time out of a workplace to child rear face. Laura Bates writes more in The Guardian. I do however support that anyone should be able to take time out if they want/need to, with minimal implications. To me, this surely seems like more of a case for universal basic income? 
  • meanwhile, offline... I finished Mating in Captivity and can throughly recommend it if you have any interest in relationships, sex, commitment, or monogamy. Still obsessively listening to Lemonade. I have temporarily given up on two TV series this week - The Five and The Tunnel respectively. I just can't with all the prolific sexual violence towards women on screen. Does anyone else ever feel like that? It's just too much. I had nightmares for a week about both of these and it's not worth it. On a happier note, the final two episodes of Master of None were lovely. Not perfect, but realistic and witty and I'm looking forward to season 2. PASTA. I went to see Sunset Boulevard with my bestie (it was brilliant) and he even took me for a Burger at Five Guys and an awesome cocktail at ECC before hand. The last few episodes of Freakanomics have been particularly great - about getting better at stuff. In a nutshell. May in Brighton means FESTIVAL TIME! The city is buzzing and there is creativity everywhere. We're planning on seeing a giant marionette circus and some comedy and lots of drinking at the pop ups around the city. Roll on summer.

Tuesday

previously, on 'the internet' #8

My Twitter bio states: Reading the internet since 2001. NO SPOLIERS. Based on a joke (ok, not really) about what I'm currently reading, which is always and forever, the internet. I'm about 50% done guys! Previously, on 'The Internet', is a weekly listicle of what I eyeballed. Down to business.

I have been to this beach so many times, but never at low tide before. Look at this magic.

  • I've been seeing a LOT around the internets on the new Nancy Jo Sales book "American Girls". You may know Sales, as I do, for her brilliant pop culture articles - the most famous being this Leo piece, or her work on The Bling Ring. But with this book, I fear she's going to make me angry. Girls are under a microscope - how they act, what they wear, how many selfies they choose to upload and why. And yet, where are the boys in all of this? WHERE. ARE. THE. BOYS? Social media culture is not exclusive to girls, boys have the Internet too people. And so surely, rather forging on with this divide and holding one gender up to a higher standard, we should be looking at this across the board? Sigh. This article in the Washington Post puts it far more eloquently than I can. 
  • I liked this on your present vs your future, and the preoccupation with being busy. How we tend to focus on the present (isn't that the way to be mindful? I can't remember) at the detriment of our future selves. 
"Sometimes you need to be irresponsible with your current challenges in order to make real progress on your future self. You have to let the present just sit there, untended. It’s not going away and will never end. That’s the nature of the present."
  • If you haven't watched Catastrophe, I URGE you, hunt it down and binge. A dark comedy (aka the best kind of comedy) which starts with a six night stands and follows the relationship from there. It is fucking hilarious. And this profile on Sharon Horgan will definitely sell it to you (plus a new HBO show coming!) Full disclosure, I have a ridiculous crush on Delaney, obviously, as he is bearded. Related, my Jeffrey Dean Morgan obsession.
  • For the first time in ages, I have my reading mojo back (in no small part due to woman lives book club, currently awaiting book 3 from the library) This listicle of Spring reads is exciting me.
from a series by the novelist and artist Douglas Coupland, called ‘‘Slogans for the 21st Century,’’ painted between 2011 and 2014.
"Even stranger than that has been people's reactions to seeing my flip phone. The most common one is mockery—an incredulous "That's your phone?" as if I pulled out a can with a string attached that stretched out of the room—followed by an insinuation that I'm a drug dealer and that it's my burner."
  • For my fellow Master of None fans - this just made me happy. I felt there was a sprinkling of Tom Haverford in Aziz here. Also, ROME!
  • Female orgasms are definitely a feminist issue. The problems girls are experiencing with sex are the same problems women are still having. Another case of WHERE ARE THE MEN? Caitlin Moran wrote about sex education this week. It's all linked. If we teach our kids that sex is a two way, pleasure for all street, as well as how to do it safely, then everyone's a winner. I mean, look at the stats! We need this. Women deserve better than those figures right there. You need a Times subscription for the Caitlin article, but here is an excerpt - 
"Statistically, you’re most likely to learn about sex from pornography – NUS research found this is where 60 per cent of students got their information from. The problem here is that pornography, obviously, isn’t sex – it’s pornography. It’s a business – peddling a cold, emotionless simulacrum of humping, and prone to obsessive fads: anal sex; slapping; light strangling. I would pay a great deal of money for no 14-year-old boy or girl ever to have this as their formative education on what should be a joyous, friendly, occasionally ridiculous but hopefully life-affirming part of their lives." 
  • Meanwhile offline, all I want to talk about is Luckiest Girl Alive. In fact I already instagrammed and tweeted it, so here we come full circle. Written by Jessica Knoll, it has depth and darkness and feels throughly modern and of the moment, IYKWIM. Plus a twist after The Twist. I finally watched the Marnie episode on Girls (episode 6 of all Girls searches are such beautifully crafted standalones) and this did not disappoint. I'm really enjoying this series, although We Need To Talk About Hannah. I made the wonderful/terrible decision to try a new Jillian Michaels workout. Obviously, I didn't really read about it until I was 15 minutes in, gasping for air and flailing, before realising it was not made for my level of fitness. I felt amazing/like death afterwards. I actually managed it twice last week so I'm going to call that a win. The biohacking episode of Note to Self is fascinating, if a little batshit. Living to 180? I'm ok thanks. aAnd the 'getting high on wearables' ep is total lolz and lifgoalz. There may have been a little bit of dreaming of summer and short dresses.

Getting my Mum on the gif train, CHOO CHOO.

Recently I've made everyone I know and hold dear to me move messaging over to Telegram. This is partly to do with (PSA) how clean, quick and superior to whatsapp it is, but also because IT SUPPORTS GIF. If I love you, you'll have been gif spammed by me at some point in our recent history. Also Twitter now supports inserting gif directly so I think it's obvious, gif is where it's at. I was so on brand with my 2016 goals y'all *nail varnish emoji*


So it made sense that I needed to get my Mum involved. She was born to gif, guys. I just knew it. Like cookies and milk, jelly and ice cream, my Mum and gif was a combo my world needed.


We got off to a slow start after a few failed attempts at remembering her Apple ID password. This happens a lot. I even wrote it in the note sections of her phone for her for these such occasions. It always reminds me of one of my very favourite Amy Schumer sketches.


But once we conquered that hurdle, there was no stopping us!

There is a Twitter account I used to love, where some asshat of a kid had taught their Dad that writing a tweet was actually the search google box. This was just like that. But I held strong guys! I knew she could do this. I sent support the best way I knew.


Ok, let's try again.

You got this Mum. And also, You may need to HURRY UP BECAUSE I HAVE 1% BATTERY.





I held my breath. 


.........
She did it! Now, there was no stopping her.
I mean, it doesn't *always* make sense.
and sometimes it's a little bit off base...
But like I said, there is no stopping her.

I love my Mum. 

I hope I can rock whatever the gif equivalent will be when I'm nearing 60. 

QUEEN.