This is incredibly nit-picky, but it's one of my editing pet peeves: writing an amount of money using *both* the dollar sign and a word that means dollar. It's redundant, and I always end up reading to myself: "fifteen dollars bucks." /pedantry
@guenna77 100% with you on this.
I took a grad-level class that was, in part, about "the affective experience of post-Fordist capitalism" (as we talk about these things in the liberal arts). The class was taught and populated by people who thought of themselves neo-Marxists. It didn't take very long into the semester for me to realize that I did not need to vicariously experience the anxiety, instability, and trauma of being poor in America, because it was part of my own experience. Reliving these experiences and trying to dissect them in an academic way was pretty difficult for me, and ended up making me very aware of the difference of my background that ultimately kept me from speaking in any substantive way. I realized then that choosing to spend time in this world often means that you've never had to live in it.
@Erica This is a moment straight out of an O. Henry story, or Dickens, or something. It's like the Gift of the friggin' Magi, except worse, because nobody gets anything.
That story about the empty box is kind of breaking my heart.
@inthepost I definitely have a tattoo that is "about" getting over my own fear of commitment, and about making (and owning) my decisions and living with the consequences. (It is an anchor.)
Ester, I don't know what you're used to, but when I flew through Laguardia recently after having not lived in New York for a few years, I was actually shocked at how good the food selection was. There was a really good, fresh salad bar! Kale salad at the airport! It is, however, completely absurd that every single seat in every restaurant and gate area has an iPad attached to it trying to sell you things. Absurd enough that I took pictures.
@tw0lle This is what I was thinking...that is a textbook definition. Paging Bourdieu!
@coastalelite This article starts to get at something that I wanted to say in response to all the people posting this video on Facebook, but I think it goes even farther than that. Some of the most aggressive catcalls I got came when I was living or working in spaces that were on the edge of gentrification, and I was definitely aware that there are competing forms of privilege at work in these situations. Sometimes it seemed that the catcalls were ways for men without the racial or class privilege they perceived in me to call out my presence in their space with the only form of privilege they had left.