quiddities and agonies of the ruling class - a rolling new york times thread

pfft sandiego what is that even

nyer talking to other nyers liek san diegan not standing right there listening

haha, im sorry san diego didnt mean it

just jel of yr weather

its like 1m degrees here today fwiw

carmen sandiego?

where

ice cram the 10-yr-o girls fight club scene is something... I'm not sure I would have enjoyed watching it, exactly, but I'm sorry I missed it nonetheless?

yeah it was just like WHAO WHAT did that really happen

Actually, worst incident I experienced was probably the time the serial rapist dragged a girl off the porch of the house my then gf now wife lived in. That was just some scary not even interesting-scary scary shit.

saraghina was pretty bad when I went.

not "omg guns" bad.

just "this pizza is pretty mediocre" bad.

So did this one get linked yet?:

We moved to Indonesia in 2007 to help develop a school that was based around a curriculum of sustainability. It was a fantasy that strongly appealed to me. Growing my own lettuce in volcanic soil. Creating a community of teachers and students. Having my children learn another language and experience a vibrant part of the world. Hiring someone to give me a hand with the children so I could find more time to write.

It called on the spirit of “Walden,” an intentionality of living, blended with a darker dose of the colonial: I could hire help for very little and not spend all day attached to a sponge. Anything freighted with that much desire and contradiction is bound to fail, and my dream soon did. What’s consoling is that even though I gained little of what I’d hoped for, I was happily changed in ways that I had neither planned nor expected.

Later, praise for flush toilets.

fuck white people

One day my husband found himself at a Dunkin’ Donuts across from a towering statue of Arjuna, a major figure in the ancient Sanskrit epic known as the Mahabharata. After texting me about this funny incongruity, he wrote: “Where is home? Only with you.”

I'm glad that those two years affected her so profoundly that she was compelled to write a two page article about it

s1ocki and i shared an excellent pizza at saraghina just a couple weeks ago!

that whole article is a porridge of judgy cultural signifiers culled from the bargain bin of a holistic bookstore

I'm guessing her novel is too.

Wait, hold on, she had to go find herself in Bali to write this?

When beautiful but aloof Claire Harkness is found dead in her dorm room one spring morning, prestigious Armitage Academy is shaken to its core. Everyone connected to school, and to Claire, finds their lives upended, from the local police detective who has a personal history with the academy, to the various faculty and staff whose lives are immersed in the daily rituals associated with it. Everyone wants to know how Claire died, at whose hands, and more importantly, where the baby that she recently gave birth to is--a baby that almost no one, except her small innermost circle, knew she was carrying.

At the center of the investigation is Madeline Christopher, an intern in the English department who is forced to examine the nature of the relationship between the school's students and the adults meant to guide them. As the case unravels, the dark intricacies of adolescent privilege at a powerful institution are exposed, and both teachers and students emerge as suspects as the novel rushes to its thrilling conclusion.

With The Twisted Thread, Charlotte Bacon has crafted a gripping and suspenseful story in the tradition of Donna Tartt's The Secret History, one that pulls back the curtain on the lives of the young and privileged.

Proof, if proof be need be

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51FD6TBG1FL._SL500_AA300_.jpg

"my yellow Anthropologie dress clung to the strong curve of my back – the one i had defined so particularly in far distant spinning classes – unabated by the precious tom's of maine deodorant, while the charming, diminutive, chestnut-brown medicine man doled me a portion of extract he deigned ooga-booga syrup"

Hiring someone to give me a hand with the children so I could find more time to write.

yeah just like in chapter five of 'walden', right?

true fact: thoreau used to bring his dirty laundry to emerson's wife and make her do it

Lazy-ass bastard.

http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2011/07/07/puppy-purchasing-when-drunk-a-common-city-scourge/

Alex Mynatt, a bartender at Joseph Leonard, a restaurant across the street from Citipups in the Village, said he could recall only one instance in which a customer went directly from the bar to a pet shop. About four months ago, he said, a married couple sipping bloody marys with brunch sat beside a young woman at the front counter. She wanted a puppy, they overheard her tell the restaurant staff repeatedly.
So the husband left the table, headed to Citipups and returned with a dog, handing it to the grateful stranger.
“I think he just wanted her to stop talking about it,” Mr. Mynatt said. “So he could go back. And sit.”

Citipups? Seriously? Is there also a Bank of Pupmerica and Fleet Dogston?

I think buying a puppy from a pet shop is probably a bad idea even when sober.

buying dogs while drunk is shitty behavior but maybe outside the scope of this thread? aside from it being a fake trend and overstating it as a "scourge"

i mean businesses having policies about intoxicated patrons is not quite newsworthy in itself. but puppies! now there's an angle

i did appreciate the mention of john mayer's yorkiepoo, however

can't remember where I read it but I remember that in japan there are usually a lot of pet stores near hostess bars

reason being that when salarimen would go to the hostess bars they would often bring gifts, like a $400 puppy, and give them to the girls

the next morning the girls would bring the puppies back to the pet stores and sell them to the store for $300

good racket imo

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/07/fashion/watches-are-rediscovered-by-the-cellphone-generation.html

“The men’s-wear set has recently rediscovered the joy of proper mechanical timepieces,” Mr. Williams said. “Right now there is no clearer indication of cool than wearing a watch. If it was your grandfather’s bubbleback Rolex, even better.”

can't believe my asshole grandfather doomed me to a life of uncoolness by not having a a bubbleback Rolex ;_;

“In certain circles,” Mr. Thoreson said, “if you don’t have a substantial timepiece with some pedigree, you feel like you’re missing out on something.”

http://www.bubblebackclub.com/

“A cool machine that is all moving parts has got to be intrinsically interesting to someone born into this generation, because there’s just nothing like that in their life.”

guys: watches, they're a hip new thing

you wear them on your wrist

it's tough, living in a world without moving parts

*jumps on hoverboard*

*eats holographic ice cream cone*

why should u buy from me? please research my ebay id chinbubblebackclub, am a platinum level power seller in ebay, it is always in my best interest to offer some very collectable vintage rolexes for all collectors with a very reasonable price tag, being a collector myself, watches needed to be screen through by my quality filters before i will call a buy, and with my vast experiences as an international buyer, i am fully aware of all the concerns u may have buying online, as well as the ways and tactics to get the watch to u safely, therefore, be sure each transaction with me will be a pleasant one, i will take care of your interest as what i would like to be treated when am a buyer.

Malaysia??: my country is a very lovely country and i am also a very serious and honourable person, am working as a stockbroker, watches is mainly my hobby, pls do not back out because u have had heard something bad, lets face it, bad people exist everywhere, what u need to do is to work with the right person, hence u can be rest assured i do not take people for a ride, am here to make friends!!!

bubble back club sounds obscene

Chinbubble Backclub sounds like a character in a Discworld novel.

bubble back club sounds obscene

It sounds way too fun a name for something as banal as ritzy watches.

xxxxp: The person who gave me my dauchund mix Pepper actually did get him at a bar. I suspect it was more of a "a regular brings in a litter of puppies in a box" kind of deal, though.

I sometimes wear my grandfather's bubbleback Rolex watch. It's classy.

The follow-up to "Saved by the Cops" (what a stupid title) is crazy:

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/07/09/nyregion/suspect-in-robbery-of-band-members-claims-stolen-memory.html?_r=1&src=rechp

(...)

had never heard of 'georgetown' brooklyn before, apparently it's an ugly little planned subdivision of bergen beach

and yeah he's full of shit

ha i mean the guy is full of shit w/r/t the "memory loss" thing but if were looking for reasons why the members of PMER were targeted:

He said the tenant wanted to know if Mr. Marshall could get some cocaine or Ecstasy in time for a party that night. Mr. Marshall said he told them he doubted it. The victims have consistently given a different account: two of them were eating sandwiches outside when Mr. Marshall approached and mumbled something about Ecstasy — “just, like, talking to himself,” one musician, Ian Harris, 18, said — before drifting away.

Mr. Harris added a minor twist of his own when he conceded that he was recently arrested for possession of Ecstasy in Pennsylvania, a fact he had shared with Mr. Marshall during the conversation, but he said he never sought any drugs from him. The police have said the robbery did not appear to be drug-related.

its cool of the NYT to do the follow up and get "the other side of the story" such as it is, tho