From Vanity Fair: James Wolcott on Cultural Snobbery.
In New York City (can’t speak for the other metro systems across this great land), every subway car is a rolling library, every ride an opportunity to spy on the reading tastes of fellow passengers and make snap judgments that probably wouldn’t hold up in court. Single women [...]
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I don’t appreciate being treated like a piece of meat for corporate America to ogle, as though my level of humanity is less than or equal to the bottom line of my money market.
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I have a hunch that the aesthetics of online space may contribute more to the friendliness and maturity level of a place than we suspect.
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