Month: October 2015

Georgia Ranney, via Instagram

We're Not Groupies, We're Band-Aids


How the Fans Loved and Destroyed One Direction

Even in 2013 Harry Styles talks about weighing the pros and cons of the whole thing; Liam Payne talks about his worry that he’ll never find anyone that loves him for who he is; Louis Tomlinson’s mother buys a cardboard cutout out of him to replace her son in her home. Even in 2013, a sleepy Zayn Malik is pulled from a tour bus bunk to record a verse at 3am. He’s a child! He’s a sleeping child who’s being asked to get up and work at three o’clock in the morning.

On the Political Dimensions of Solarpunk

via Medium

wtf is solarpunk

I hesitate to define it, and therefore limit it, for the thousands now exploring its possibilities. Let’s tentatively call it a speculative movement: a collaborative effort to imagine and design a world of prosperity, peace, sustainability and beauty, achievable with what we have from where we are. Only in the twenty-teens could a series of social media sketches spark such an ambitious activist agenda — not to mention a literary genre that has rabid fans but has yet to produce any literature.

Dan Rhatigan, via Instagram

Vuitton’s Mythic 94.3%

W. David Marx

on echo-chamber marketing nonsense

If you collected 100 girls in their 20s at random from all across Japan — from the frozen backwaters of Hokkaido to the beach huts of Okinawa — and put them in the same room, only six of them could claim to possess zero Louis Vuitton items. To be perfectly fair to all the experts who keeps repeating this statistic as unassailable fact, 94.3% is totally and utterly impossible.

Princess Cheeto, via Instagram

A conservative Republican—someone who not long ago was quoted saying it was "child abuse" to put a film about gay parents on public television—had apparently come to believe that to call him a gay-basher was so damaging to his reputation that he must fight the argument at virtually any cost. mother Jones

how to survive a defamation lawsuit in the media

Throughout this lawsuit, VanderSloot appeared to be engaged in rewriting his own history of opposing the expansion of civil rights to LGBT people. His complaint focused on two things: He asserted that we defamed him by “falsely stating that Mr. VanderSloot ‘bashed’ and ‘publicly out[ed] a reporter.'” He also claimed that Monika’s tweet about the article defamed him by referring to “gay-bashing.”

Terminal Avenue, via Instagram

So a TV series identified by its influences is not just okay, it’s natural. In other words, Mr. Robot’s pastiche quality may be its defining trait, but that doesn’t mean it’s negatively defined by indebtedness. Just because a work owes something to another work doesn’t mean that it’s plagiarism or hackery. L.A. review of Books

Mr. Robot, Season 1

That Mr. Robot and Elliot are the same person ought to ring some alarm bells, and it initially filled me with worry. A show can’t set up a twist that’s somebody else’s twist! Would this reveal ruin everything that had come before? Is this show stupid?! This isn’t just influence, this is highway robbery. Who is Mr. Robot, asks the ad campaign? The answer is Tyler Durden. But, where this could be a huge, devastating problem, I think there’s a way to imagine that this particular debt and Esmail’s management of it are what make Mr. Robot genuinely great. There’s no anxiety to this influence; just preternatural chill. Thrill, even. The show luxuriates in its stolen goods, pays for hot dogs with marked bills, leaves a trail of cryptic clues for the rookie detective. Like the best serial killers, Mr. Robot wants to get caught.

Charles Wilkin, via Instagram

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