I just saw an online article that used “pubic” instead of “public.”

You are so right, goddess of transitory. Oral histories are indeed a thing, and they are all about editing. A good editor can turn a series of interviews and anecdotes into compelling nonfiction. The Edie Sedgwick one was fantastic.

Arthur doesn’t look especially dramatic on mobile, either. Many of these long form multimedia pieces are breathtaking on desktop, but they look like the regular image/text/image/text/video-if-budget story when you see it on mobile.

I agree with you that race is the primary force behind the election of Trump, and the whole thing combines race and class.

My theory is that the guys who can’t tolerate a “shrill” voice or strident tone conflate all women into their moms. HRC speaks, and they’re reminded of when Mom told them to take out the trash, and they think “nag.”

Ditto. My manager jokes, “I sold you on the culture, not the money.”

That’s obnoxious. I love how some managers try to control what you do in your off-hours. Once, when I asked for time off to attend my sister’s wedding, my manager actually said, “People shouldn’t marry, and people shouldn’t die.”

When I read it, I wondered if portions of it had been lifted from one of those bad Teen Safety Instructional Videos: “I never want to attend a social gathering that involves alcohol or any situation where people make decisions based on the substances they have consumed.”

There aren’t enough stars for your comment. Well done.

South Park Libertarians: Nowhere near as clever as they think they are.

Know who else is into wacky acronyms? Gary Busey. Just saying.

To reply to myself: I realize not everyone has the luxury of setting aside a little money each month because our social safety net is chock full of holes and all of us should be fighting for improvements. That said, if you can set aside a little each month, you should.

I’ve mentioned having a “fuck off fund” (I call it an “emergency fund”), and I’ve received responses to it indicating that I am somehow paranoid or some sort of doomsday prepper. Look, no one can predict the future. Or, as they say in financial services, “past performance does not indicate future results.” At least…

Yep. The third type is out there, although more likely at saner companies where people aren’t martyrs, but they have reasons for wanting to go home on time every single day without having to worry about logging on later.

After reading about this guy, a llama-and-Cool-Whip tale is an insult to llamas. It’s not an insult to Cool Whip, though. Cool Whip has no shame.

I interpreted Peter’s move into construction as a good one, too.* My dad worked in construction for years, and he shifted into a sales position as he got older. But what was great about his job was that he was able to get away from his desk on occasion and inspect equipment. Fit is everything. If shoveling in the sun…

This line also stuck out:

And thank you. I’m glad that the NYT did a story about the white-collar workers, but it’s worth reminding people that the blue-collar warehouse employees are treated badly. The white-collar jobs suck, but having air conditioning must be an improvement.

Jim Lahey is the man for this shit job.

But which group of fanboys smells the worst? That is the question.