World View

That’s the Windows on the World restaurant that was on the 107th floor of the North Tower of the WTC in NYC. Judging by the hair and lapels, that photo was taken between 1976-1978 (the restaurant itself opened in April 1976).

At that time, this would’ve been an extremely high end restaurant. In today’s money it would’ve cost at least $165 and more realistically around $200 per person to dine there. So of course these people were dressed up; this was something special to them. This would not have been their typical attire.

That said, I do tend to agree. I think we do owe it to others to not look like dumpster slime in public. This is one of the main reasons I always despised the Fat Acceptance movement. I firmly and fully believe that there is a duty to others to not go around looking like Jabba the damn Hut. And a duty to one’s self.

No Normal

How long did it take for things to go back to normal after 9/11?

Here’s the thing: it never went back to normal (as the currently most upvoted-comment also says in different words).

The 90s and the dreams gestated by the end of the Cold War all died that day. Nothing was the same after. Much freedom was lost by all Americans and the world became a far more dangerous, less trusting place.

Essentially, the terrorists won. Everyone else lost. Now we just accept ubiquitous surveillance and intrusions into every area of our lives. We do not deserve freedom because we did nothing to keep it.

But I remember how it was before 9/11 and it was better. Far better.

Lena

Elena Ferrante and the people who vouched for her.

I am 100% convinced that “Elena Ferrante” is a man. No one but a man can write about women so observationally and so lucidly (with rare exception).

I’ve read everything by “her” now in both English and Italian and it’s pretty darn clear that Elena is a man. Women never write about fellow women so unflinchingly but with such empathy — their natural intrasexual competition drive almost always gets in the way.

Gasping Nickelback

Coddled Affluent Professional (@feelsdesperate) / X

And that’s the answer. The social milieu changed completely. The last gasp of rock was in the late 1990s and early 2000s; rock died with Nickelback and Creed. To be clear, they were not responsible for its death, but rather were avatars of its last bare wisp of vitality, a withered plant in a desert of culture.

Rock-like forms continued, and some other good genres and sub-genres emerged, but rock qua rock was dead by 2005.

Wrought Copy

When you advocate for copyright in the modern age, you are advocating for artificial scarcity that is a deadweight loss to the entire civilization. I do not care what your “good” reasons are. Every argument you make ultimately reduces to prioritizing extortionate rent extraction from things that cost nothing to copy. Culture is a commons, and you are fencing it off so a middleman can charge admission at the gate. Call it what you want and cry all you want. It doesn’t matter. It’s still a tollbooth built on infinite abundance.

Rock 30

The US modern rock chart 30 years ago.

Some of those songs I don’t remember at all.

Of course, in August 1996 I was quite occupied being a paratrooper in the army. I believe I had just arrived in Egypt then so I was a bit disconnected from the music scene to be fair.

Best song on the list: “Angry Johnny” by Poe.

Worst song: “6th Avenue Heartache” by The Wallflowers.

I think “Tonight, Tonight” is the best-written song there, but I can no longer stand Billy Corgan’s voice so I could not choose that one. There are some great, great covers of that one, though.

Open Door

It’s become stylish to criticize people like Steve Jobs, Quentin Tarantino, Joss Whedon or even Lena Dunham for being jerks and (sort of) bullies. Want to cancel them for their alleged transgressions. But here’s the thing: those people almost certainly would not have been able to produce the quality art and products they have sans those characteristics that supposedly condemn them.

And you can kind of tell the effects this has had by absence — because the quality of art has declined enormously since woke, sensitivity readers and cancellation became de rigeur.

You do not get all that far by not pushing too hard sometimes. There’s a reason Tarantino always manages to coax the absolute best out of his cast, and that Dunham crossed boundaries with her actors: she was attempting to get something true out of them. (I’m not a fan of Girls, but the bits I’ve watched there’s no denying it’s well-made and has a voice.)

Artists are always transgressive and should be so. We need those people. They will always be going too far, opening doors many people feel should be left closed. And that’s exactly what they should be doing.