News of Netflix raising its monthly rates has us asking a very important question of the day.
This works best if you are able to work as hard as an exceptional team member needs to work, all the time. Sometimes you don’t want to deal with nightlife; you just want to stay home and (you guessed it) watch Netflix.
“The normalization of paternity leave can only happen when larger numbers of men publicly declare their intention to take one and then shout from the rooftops about how spectacular it was.”
“Each employee gets to figure out what’s best for them and their family, and then works with their managers for coverage during their absences.”
Nobody captures small domestic absurdities, such as a good-natured bachelor using a tennis racket to strain spaghetti for the woman he loves, like Billy Wilder.
I paid for and enjoyed having cable television when I lived with roommates, but when I decided to live alone, keeping expenses low meant cutting the cable cord and not owning a television. I had a Netflix subscription with a two-DVDs-at-a-time plan, but even that was eventually whittled down to a $7.99 a month streaming-only subscription, supplemented with the occasional iTunes movie rental.
In his essay “The Death of the Bargain Bin” in this weekend’s New York Times Magazine, Kevin Lincoln writes about the pre-Netflix days when he’d go to a store like F.Y.E. or Tower Records and find bundles of DVDs in the bargain section—40 of them for $15—and learn about films like Robot Monster, a 1953 science fiction film about a robot alien who sets out to kill the last remaining humans on Earth in a dystopian future only to fall in love with a scientist’s daughter.