February 2009
PostClick. Pay close attention for the YM drop.
See, it’s below that makes Dad take the keys with him. But don’t ask me. Maybe ask them.Or them Or them. Or the simple fucking fact that soldiers on active duty are forbade from protesting the CIC. Really, who woke up and ate big bowl of stupid this morning?
What’s a pacifist?
Why is it that those most likely to oppose the war are the ones least likely to fight in it?
Katie Bakes, make sure there’s a lot of love going on around here next week. 99, please bring the flag.
OK, after much grumbling, I guess YM will not go dark while I’m away. (You have no idea how insistent Spiers was that she be allowed the option to continue not posting here.) That said, I just want to say that Pareene did not win the Internet today. Fuck Madoff. He and most of the white collar frauds we’ve seen in the last 15 years deserve something worse than Gitmo-style torture. We...
Gone hiking. Back in a week or so. Do yourself a favor, get off the Internet.
Be wary of any company that has a suite number in its business address.
Actually, the reason WASPs don’t watch the Oscars is that they don’t have bad taste or any sense of irony.
Five Points →
Observer redesign. At last?
Brian Van is an unemployed lapdog. I heard it on the Internet.
Gershom Gorenberg: What We Talk About When We Talk About Israel [via Jewschool]
Comes a time to fight for farmers by Neil Young.
Related: Farm Aid. Click for Dave Matthews, Katie.
This happened. No big deal. But then there’s this, which is not a good thing but we’ll link to it nonetheless because you will talk about it and that’s how it goes.
Remember the old days, when we used to take down followers?
Take a look at everything that got reblogged today, and try and decide if you miss those days. Not that I’m really “about” putting “negative energy” into the world (or whichever one of you Tumbletards wrote that), but it was a great way to get some stress off that didn’t involve Xanax or running....
I’m pretty sure I couldn’t be any less interested in what routinely gets posted on YM. Somehow my mission of Jews and volunteerism (topics that couldn’t be of any less interest to 99.9% of you but think about that) has been hijacked. Might be a good time for a complete break, separate ways, etc. With so much tired shit going around, I really don’t have the patience for...
On that note - file under Things on the Internet That’re Still Funny, Even After All This Time: Stuff On My Cat. Hysterical.
Meet your new Secretary of Awesome.
SWM Blogger seeks person with Xanax, sans person.
So that happened.
James Russell Lowell gives this one a FAIL.
Remember that scene in As Good As It Gets, where Nicholson’s walking out of the therapist’s office, and he sees all the fucking crazies, and he asks the room of people: What if this is as good as it gets?
Thank you, Guest of a Guest. You just helped me have that moment.
We’re giving this one a FAIL.
Gimme Shelter: The YM contingent of M/OM is currently accepting donations to the Help Fek Move Into Katie’s Apartment Scholarship Fund. Andrew hasn’t yet volunteered to match all contributions, but he will if he knows what’s good for him. Hint: KB’s KB is good for him.
I know you guys won’t know wtf a Lady Gaga is, but just know this: NYU student becomes Eurotrash pop sensation overnight, gets a bestselling single on iTunes. About a year later, and she’s walking around Paris in this.
I’m not sure what the lesson is, there, but I know there is one.
Mean Mo Won’t Go Fo Money-Grubby Sheryl Crow Show, Yo.
(Related: How did Aaron Sorkin ever date this woman? On the reals.)
Hot off the Twitters: Richard Nash is leaving Soft Skull.
Maybe YM/OM could get him a nice goodbye present in the form of those book reviews which only 99 has delivered.
Brooklyn’s “new” culinary movement’s just more of the same: feeding on their own artisanal, macrobiotic, locally-grown bullshit.
When I think of the words “Old Manhattanite,” I think of being on the Upper West Side, watching over-80’s try to navigate Zabar’s by their lonesome - you know, sans well-to-do grandchildren, the company of whom they’ve probably earned and are being sidelined of - as they hopelessly jockey for position at the lox counter against the newly born and their pissed off,...
There’s nothing (nothing!) we find more annoying than the “I’m old” trope from people who are not yet 40, not to mention the more absurd among you who haven’t even cracked 30 over your precious heads. That said, we’re officially retiring “Young” from our name because let’s not kid ourselves, we’re fuckin’ old.
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Jakob Lodwick could’ve been a star; instead, he blew it all on fame.
I guess it’s safe to follow Katie again now that she’s back from Utah. Shred pow, my friend, shred pow.
Why can't a woman write the Great American Novel? →
doree:
doublethink:
This is a book review on Salon of Elaine Showalter’s book, A Jury of Her Peers: American Women Writers from Anne Bradstreet to Annie Proulx, billed as “the first comprehensive history of American women writers from 1650 to 2000.”
There is a really interesting point here about the perception that only men can write the “Great American Novel,” something I hadn’t thought...
adamiss:
“The Isserlis sound is heart-stopping.” — The Independent (London) While this is a quote for my distantly-related cello virtuoso cousin, the same could be said for me, on a good day.
Steven Isserlis, cello / D nes V rjon, piano - 92nd Street Y - New York, NY
Not shabby, but my distantly-related cousin is Charlotte Rae Lubotsky, aka Mrs. Garrett. If you read that Wikipedia entry,...
Kathie Lee & Hoda launched their website - KLGandHoda.com - today. Anyone?
Ben Leventhal, we love you.
Carles == Tao Lin?
doublethink:
youngmanhattanite:
Head explodes.
I had to reblog this, because the best part of the theory is that it’s being advanced by some kind of Smashing Pumpkins fan cult. The big WTF from their website:
Regardless of all the preceding: I have never really accepted Carles’s claim that he is a ‘pretty standard bro’. I personally think Hipster Runoff to be a work of genius, and I never...
Head explodes.
Portfolio hits it out of the park again with a cover story on Madoff just as the world has moved on to Stanford.
Caroline McCarthy (CNET), Bryan Keefer (The Daily Beast) and Matt Buchanan (Gizmodo) on The State of the New York Blogosphere.
Jessica Roy is hosting a party on Thursday. $3 Rolling Rock. The music will be: “80s, 90s, electro, new wave, glam, old school hip hop, soul, etc.”
Volunteer opportunities, the ones that always knock.
Will you answer?
The Cornelia Connelly Center is an excellent, neighborhood-based independent Catholic middle school on the Lower East Side of Manhattan serving girls living in poverty, particularly those whose academic performance in primary grades has lagged, but who show promise of benefiting from a comprehensive program – intentionally...
Slumdog Millionaire is an utterly ridiculous movie. There, I said it.