Not necessarily directed at young men of color. (Or definitely not directed at them, but at white, CIS, straight young men.)
Describing the "real" scope of my authority.
While I have not traveled outside of America whatsoever, I have traveled within it fairly extensively.
My authority is especially strong when it comes to protestant Christianity.
Function of the book.
Chapter 1: "I Don't Care What You/They Think"
"Apathy's Misconceptions" "Apathy Misconceived"
You do not actually want to attain a state of true apathy, trust me.
Chris Cuomo exists.
Z-Ro
Apathy is even argued for in the Christian Bible. (The opinion of other people does not matter, only God's.)
3 Bible Verses for When You Feel Judged By Others | Bible Blog
Galatians 1:10: "Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ."
Consider if the industry-wide customer experience standard for the musical ambiance in 1970s American eating and drinking establishments was entirely comprised of works by John Phillip Souza, and the most prevalent cultural revolution manifested itself something like the following: In countless popular films set in the time (and the stories told today by your parents of their youths that informs them,) a group of popular high school boys – generally three longtime childhood friends and a single addition from the previous summer with an Army Dad and a moderate bad boy aura that’s made him one of the school’s notoriously attractive students and the somewhat-abusive leader in the pack. After spending some time trying to convince the other three (the crucial moment for his case being the bad kid’s rare moment of sincerity trope) of its guaranteed social, sexual and financial ROI, they seal their agreement to start a band with a four-way saliva slap. Imagine if in the progression of this exhausted old tale, it remained entirely classic (and boring) when it faded to a “THREE MONTHS LATER...†ceiling shot of the four the in full, gleaming, performance-spec get-up of the presidential marching band in their garage, and it was revealed that they’d they practiced “The Star Spangled Banner†every night just to make the girls swoon in the film’s resolution with an encore of “America the Beautiful†at an unsanctioned (and very patriotic!) house party. Would you have made out on your first date with someone in your 80s high school Chemistry class after they’d was about but suffice it to say that it’s absolutely fucking bonkers how often I encounter “Sweet Home Alabama†(and other tunes I’ve already heard hundreds of times throughout the first third of my existence, conservatively) dripping down from the overhead speakers in all manner of big retail stores, where it’s inappropriate and unwelcome. Even from the generous assumption that every single one of them is an objective masterwork of composition, the amount of affection the American music listening audience has for the same 500 singles is on par with our rampant gun violence in terms of our unanimous tolerance for ridiculously illogical habits. I’ve been sitting in a cute, moderately trendy coffee shop on the corner of the major avenue of access to my cute, moderately trendy Portland neighborhood for an hour now, and I’ve recognized every single one of the tracks played just a bit too loudly on the stereo. I’ve been sick of them all since Middle School. That one Bow Bow Chicka Chicka thing… How very charming. “The 70s, the 80s… the one-hit wonder channel!â€
Contrary to the popular hipster narrative we’ve just defeated, it’s not the popularity of the lineup that makes these experiences so distasteful, but their regularity. It doesn’t take a doctor of psychology to observe that tireless exposure to any given work of art inevitably erodes its value, yet we continue to expend resources saturating most mundane spaces in our society with an unyielding regurgitation of the same brackish pop culture symbols as if we’re trying to either induce a canonical vomit, intentionally obliterate the Yelp! reviews for a distant future museum’s “North America Enters the 21st Century†exhibit, or both.
This issue is not unique to American society nor to men, really, but is entirely the sickness of white boomers and gen Xers. It is an anomaly that has genuinely and profoundly perturbed me for virtually the entirety of my existence as a culturally literate entity - certainly longer than any of the other disturbances addressed in this volume.
The process of jazz becoming mainstream (which I think it had definitely by the 1940s.)
"I'm laughing at you and the best part is you won't truly understand why, in any deep and meaningful way, for another 20 years." - JustSomeGuy on Mastodon
I wish I could use Ctrl+K for hyperlinking instead of quick navigation - this is a complaint I have that spreads across a lot of different apps these days including Discord, Atom.
The process of hyperlinking is inevitably reversed by the lack of a dedicated keyboard shortcut.
It took far too long for me to discover that a desktop app exists for all three major platforms.
In fact, I'm pretty sure the banner only appeared on the web app when I lost network connection in the middle of editing.
The use of the shortcuts Ctrl+↑&↓ and Alt+â†&→ is one of those genuinely unique components.
SoundCloud Go+
Even Keith Jarrett has an official account (minus any brand images, of course.)
I was also surprised to find that I could listen to the Dixie Chicks' new album on SoundCloud, though hardly anyone else has.
With the seemingly ever-widening disparity in the experiences of free vs. premium users, SoundCloud appears to be moving actively away from the former.
SoundCloud's castability with Google Chromecast.
In encouraging more use, SoundCloud Go+ encourages more curation, which is - in theory - good for SoundCloud. I'm doing work for them.