Oh, so that was what Spotify meant when it said it would “no longer support” older versions of OSX.
I totally still want to give Spotify my money! Super smart business plan!
Oh, so that was what Spotify meant when it said it would “no longer support” older versions of OSX.
I totally still want to give Spotify my money! Super smart business plan!
What’s strange is that crime has continued to fall during the recession. On May 23, in what has become an annual ritual, the New York Times celebrated the latest such finding: in 2010, as America’s army of unemployed grew to 14 million, violent crime fell for the fourth year in a row, sinking to a level not seen since the early ’70s. This seemed odd. Crime and unemployment were supposed to rise in tandem—progressives have been harping on this point for centuries. Where had all the criminals gone?
Statistics are notoriously slippery, but the figures that suggest that violence has been disappearing in the United States contain a blind spot so large that to cite them uncritically, as the major papers do, is to collude in an epic con. Uncounted in the official tallies are the hundreds of thousands of crimes that take place in the country’s prison system, a vast and growing residential network whose forsaken tenants increasingly bear the brunt of America’s propensity for anger and violence.
Crime has not fallen in the United States—it’s been shifted. Just as Wall Street connived with regulators to transfer financial risk from spendthrift banks to careless home buyers, so have federal, state, and local legislatures succeeded in rerouting criminal risk away from urban centers and concentrating it in a proliferating web of hyperhells. The statistics touting the country’s crime-reduction miracle, when juxtaposed with those documenting the quantity of rape and assault that takes place each year within the correctional system, are exposed as not merely a lie, or even a damn lie—but as the single most shameful lie in American life.
From 1980 to 2007, the number of prisoners held in the United States quadrupled to 2.3 million, with an additional 5 million on probation or parole. What Ayn Rand once called the ‘freest, noblest country in the history of the world’ is now the most incarcerated, and the second-most incarcerated country in history, just barely edged out by Stalin’s Soviet Union. We’re used to hearing about the widening chasm between the haves and have-nots; we’re less accustomed to contemplating a more fundamental gap: the abyss that separates the fortunate majority, who control their own bodies, from the luckless minority, whose bodies are controlled, and defiled, by the state.
Your must-read of the day.
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See also: The New Yorker’s “The Caging of America” by Adam Gopnik:
Zimring insists, plausibly, that he is offering a radical and optimistic rewriting of theories of what crime is and where criminals are, not least because it disconnects crime and minorities. “In 1961, twenty six percent of New York City’s population was minority African American or Hispanic. Now, half of New York’s population is—and what that does in an enormously hopeful way is to destroy the rude assumptions of supply side criminology,” he says. By “supply side criminology,” he means the conservative theory of crime that claimed that social circumstances produced a certain net amount of crime waiting to be expressed; if you stopped it here, it broke out there. The only way to stop crime was to lock up all the potential criminals. In truth, criminal activity seems like most other human choices—a question of contingent occasions and opportunity. Crime is not the consequence of a set number of criminals; criminals are the consequence of a set number of opportunities to commit crimes. Close down the open drug market in Washington Square, and it does not automatically migrate to Tompkins Square Park. It just stops, or the dealers go indoors, where dealing goes on but violent crime does not.
And, in a virtuous cycle, the decreased prevalence of crime fuels a decrease in the prevalence of crime. When your friends are no longer doing street robberies, you’re less likely to do them. Zimring said, in a recent interview, “Remember, nobody ever made a living mugging. There’s no minimum wage in violent crime.” In a sense, he argues, it’s recreational, part of a life style: “Crime is a routine behavior; it’s a thing people do when they get used to doing it.” And therein lies its essential fragility. Crime ends as a result of “cyclical forces operating on situational and contingent things rather than from finding deeply motivated essential linkages.” Conservatives don’t like this view because it shows that being tough doesn’t help; liberals don’t like it because apparently being nice doesn’t help, either. Curbing crime does not depend on reversing social pathologies or alleviating social grievances; it depends on erecting small, annoying barriers to entry.
[…] Whatever happened to make street crime fall, it had nothing to do with putting more men in prison. The logic is self-evident if we just transfer it to the realm of white-collar crime: we easily accept that there is no net sum of white-collar crime waiting to happen, no inscrutable generation of super-predators produced by Dewar’s-guzzling dads and scaly M.B.A. profs; if you stop an embezzlement scheme here on Third Avenue, another doesn’t naturally start in the next office building. White-collar crime happens through an intersection of pathology and opportunity; getting the S.E.C. busy ending the opportunity is a good way to limit the range of the pathology.
Donating to the Best Music Writing series is the functional equivalent of pre-ordering the 2012 edition of the book—which will collect 2011’s best pieces of criticism, reportage, and other media on music from publications of all types and from all corners of the globe. Why not do so today?
This is such a good point! If you think you might want to buy the book when it’s out, go ahead and donate now so that you can actually have a book to buy when it’s out, except you won’t have to buy it when it comes out, because you will have already bought it, basically.
I mean, whatever they fed Stephani growing up seems to have done something. Do you think this restaurant will become an NYC landmark?
http://popdust.com/2012/01/25/joanne-trattoria-lady-gaga-parents-italian-restaurant/
Stefani!
“While living in NYC, Lana says she worked with people who are ‘fucked up in the head’ helping them get their lives together, get jobs, and ‘transition into being normal, functional members of society.”
Just so it’s clear, when I worked for a wannabe musician who invented a new identity, complete with a new and more genre-appropriate name, and who tried to build a career out of nothing more than Internet buzz, and whose day job involved helping mentally ill people become more “functional members of society,” I was not working for Lana Del Rey. Which makes me wonder: how the fuck many of them are there?
Or, you could like, listen closer and think. It’s not that hard. I like Klosterman, but no music writer is ever anywhere near good when s/he tries to parse why others like an artist without doing the actual messy ethnographic work, or (much worse) to be a sportswriter/political wonk and predict an artist’s legacy. (via marathonpacks)
I have no idea how I am supposed to take a piece seriously when it contains the sentence, “I’m not really in a position to argue for (or against) the merits of tUnE-yArDs, simply because I’ve barely listened to w h o k i l l.”
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He’s doing it to establish a ‘non-partisan’ air so his ‘friendly advice’ seems more sincere I guess.
(I think TBH an experienced music critic should be able to get quite a lot out of something on first listen and maybe articulate it usefully. I don’t think that’s what Klosterman’s doing.)
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What’s so lame about this piece is that it’s Klosterman’s way of doing for music crit what cable TV pundit-hacks do for political commentary: substituting poll-number commentary for actual critique of ideas, substituting inane speculation for informed opinion. It’s clearly one of those quota-filling posts that he coughed out in a couple hours.
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Yaassss!!! Join me! Disliking Klosterman gets lonely. We even have similar tastes, but the way he writies about things makes me question what I like. (Edited to add my special Chuck Klosterman tag)
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There are people who like Klosterman? (Never forget.)
[Image: A picture of Paula Deen, an older white woman with gray hair, smiling excitedly as she removes pastries from a muffin pan.]
oH aND tHIS iS sO true!
Paula Deen has type-2 Diabetes but no diet changes?
My input on the truth of her diagnosis and the greedy choices she has made since then. A vegan diet is shown to have helped diabetics become healthier and lose weight! I am hoping her fans see that they cannot follow in the same path as her, so make sure to share this with everyone!
Photo Credit: Knox News
Um… I’m sorry I thought this was a blog with vegan food and recipes not a HEALTH POLICE VINDICATION BLOG!!!
Get the fuck off your high horses.
VEGAN DOES NOT EQUAL AUTOMATIC GOOD HEALTH.
Also? Can we just talk about how the idea that health=goodness needs to fuck off and die?
Healthiness is not a moral choice. You are allowed to make decisions in the full knowledge that they are unhealthy, because your body and your life are your own. It can get dicey if your health choices legitimately cause harm to others (I.E. cause you to neglect or abuse other people for whom you are responsible like children or elders) but if that’s off the table? YOUR CHOICES ARE YOUR OWN. And in any case whatosever:
YOU ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO BE OR STAY HEALTHY.
Sure, health is nice. Many people choose to pursue it. Longevity is nice. Many people choose to pursue that. But they are not the only legitimate choices on earth, nor are they inherently better than making other life choices that counteract or sacrifice the above.
If you tell me that eating all-butter pound cake will make me die at 50, whereas not eating that cake will allow me to live to 100, my choice becomes
A fifty-year life with cake
vs.
A hundred year life without
And know what? If I decide that fifty years of delicious cake is a worthwhile endeavor and a well-spent life, one I’d prefer to a cakeless life no matter how long? THAT’S MY CHOICE. IT IS PERFECTLY VALID.
Paula Dean’s health is her own business. Paula Dean’s food choices are her own business. Paula Dean is not an authority figure whose choices make any difference in your life. Fuck off policing them in any way. I don’t care if Paula Dean is drinking arsenic tea for her complexion on national TV.
COMMENTARY!
God, I am just sick to fucking goddamn death about the amount of shaming that’s surrounding this story which should be a non-story.
And you know what, fuck the vegangelicals who think this is a great opportunity to preach and use shame to get people to convert to the side of believing that one’s diet is one’s proof of righteousness and that animals are more valuable than the human beings they step on to sustain their ways.
Seriously. I am going to start screaming at someone.
yup.
& again, let’s stop pretending like food is all about choice, yeah?
What everyone else said. Also the only vegan foods I’ve ever made were mashed potatoes, guacamole that I ate with almost an entire bag of tortilla chips, milkshakes, and candy-loaded pancakes. But a vegan diet is good for diabetics, and it’s totally impossible to cook or eat over-the-top junk/comfort food like Paula Deen if you’re cooking vegan!
Also if you disable JavaScript. Anticlimactic.
no okay but here’s the thing about language.
it’s one thing to police spelling and grammar; it’s a douchebag thing to do, especially if you’re using it as a means of refuting an argument (“you spelled that word wrong, therefore…
and yet, I cannot abide some things. the meaning of “literally” must not be allowed to become “figuratively.”
First, a nitpick. Nobody uses literally to mean figuratively. They aren’t throwing the word “literally” into the sentence “I was floored” so that you will understand they mean “not really, but the figurative connotation of floored.” They know you will understand that anyway.
No, they use literally figuratively as an intensifier, in the same sense that we use really or totally or definitely, and it works for all the same reasons those do.
Now I understand the thinking behind the embargo of literally used figuratively as a figurative bridge that literally cannot be crossed, but I can’t support it. Because words don’t work like that. They do not contain the properties of their meanings within themselves. By that I mean to say that the word fire is not hot to the touch. The word bright does not illuminate words around it or hurt to look at. Typing the word heavy on a page doesn’t increase its weight by more than the weight of its ink would do so.
And thus the word literally does not itself possess the property of literalness.
We can say “that really hurt” and it’s understood that we aren’t literally saying that what distinguishes this pain from other pain is that other pain was false. We can use seriously or truly or definitely or any other word that connotes truthfulness or precision and use it figuratively to mean an intensifier.
Literally just seems to be a logical continuation of that trend, and it has no downside because of the aforementioned wonderfully flexible ability of the human brain to parse different meanings for the same word.
Think of it this way: if someone says “I was literally floored.”, they want you to picture them doing a cartoon take of being knocked to the floor. That’s not what literally happened (notice how easily you parsed that I meant the literal definition of literal there), of course, but that’s the impression they wish to convey. Not that they were simply floored in the usual sense of the word, not just merely floored but really-quite-sincerely floored. The figurative use of literal is a concise way of conveying this.
BOOM
!!!
literally already “means” what this person is scared of it meaning. there’s no stopping it! it’s one of my favorite words for this very reason.