I followed Thought Catalog on Facebook for a week, and am entirely convinced that they exhausted every single facet of being dumped, twenty, or a painful combination of the two. Then again, so have whatever whoring elves write rom coms, women within arms reach of an acoustic guitar, and most tattered journals across this great land….carry on, bloggers. Carry on.
1 c - adorable stock photo of Ryan Gosling, cropped
2 tbs - pithy critique of hetero-normative standards
Downton Abbey reference to taste.
Mix and post. Serve with morning coffee for full enjoyment.


A little boy was waiting for his mother to come out of the grocery Store. As he waited, he was approached by a man who asked, “Son, can you tell me where the Post Office is?” The little boy replied, “Sure! Just go straight down this street a coupla blocks and turn to your right.” The man thanked the boy kindly and said, “I’m the new preist in town. I’d like for you to come to church on Sunday. I’ll show you how to get to Heaven.” The little boy replied with a chuckle. “Awww, come on…You don’t even know the way to the Post Office.”
Dearest,
Celebrate being American today and go to whitehouse.gov to listen to the Sate of the Union speech. Barry is back in campaign mode…and his siren song oratory is velvety and inspirational. Just words you say? Yes, they are; but when he says them I suspend my anxiety about what life will be like when we are in our forties for a moment.
I’ve been coming back to this talk for a couple years now, and it hits deep every time. Great lady, great mind.
—Oh Racist Siri
Please stop.
Sincerely,
Christa
So I read that:
http://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2012/01/the-sportscenter-ization-of-political-journalism/250882/
Which made me ask this:
Is this really an assessment of “our current” state of political discourse, or just an assessment of political discourse in general?
Granted watching Chris Matthews/Bill O’rielly exhaust their vocal cords “challenging” [insert recurring pundit here] is excessive and nauseating, I think this article (albeit accurate in a smaller scope) puts too much emphasis on the media for taking to excess what might have always been inherent. I guess we can’t talk about it outside of whatever recession-chic retro-evy the country has been in as of late, but there has never been a period of pure Socratic discourse, or anything that resembled it. The tone of this article suggests that it used to be better before this looming “-ization” started to fuck everything up, which is only a problem because it over-simplifies the notion of a solution.
Pointing out the relationship between sports coverage and political coverage says more about the way the people understand and relate to the political space. Or better yet, why people can become so emotionally consumed in sports says more about “the political” (in a lofty way) than anything else. If Schmitt weren’t on to something when defining the political in terms of a “politics of enmity,” I think department chairs would have been a little quicker to usher out Nazi affiliates from required course reading. At a basic level, we understand political spaces in terms of binaries that range from “us/them” to “good/evil.” Most identities are formed out of a sense of being embattled (e.g. the notion that “Palestine” could even be a thing, why gay black men will identity primarily with being black - then gay, but not the other way around with whites, etc….).
This problem is more of a challenge for democracy to change the way a mass of people might relate to a political space. It’s not entirely a matter of people being stupid, lazy, or in need of sugar to take down the medicine. There was just never a point when any and every average so-and-so was expected to make an informed decision about [x] agency’s budget. Politics and governance aren’t necessarily the same thing. We ask every citizen to be politically engaged, but not every citizen to govern. Maybe not the best route, but this type of media coverage is a symptom of a [potential] problem (depending on whether or not you are a fascist/realist), and not a problem in and on its own.
Concludes rant.
I don’t even know what angle to come at this from…
The high fructose corn syrup? Budding seeds of alcoholism? The Bieber crotch shot? The weird homage to, what I can only assume to be a black drag queen? The mom? Oh, lord, the fucking mother.
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