The Board of Directors of American Apparel, Inc. today voted to replace Dov Charney as Chairman and notified him of its intent to terminate his employment as President and CEO for cause. It is expected that the termination will be effective following a 30-day cure period required under the terms of Mr. Charney’s employment agreement.

American Apparel Fires Dov Charney (via thecultureofme)

HOORAY

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[krabappel laugh] HA! [/krabappel laugh]

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WHOA

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pitchfork:

Lindsay Zoladz details the campy and vulnerable “Tumblr teen-girl aesthetic” in her latest Ordinary Machines column: “For girls who are aware that our culture expects them to be benignly happy, shiny objects—smile for me, baby—there can be a defiance in not only embracing sadness online, but cultivating a kind of ambiguity as to where the performed feeling ends and the ‘genuine’ feeling begins. Enter Lana Del Rey’s Ultraviolence—a record which seemed to emerge fully formed from this aesthetic.”

“cultivating a kind of ambiguity as to where the performed feeling ends and the ‘genuine’ feeling begins”an earlier pitchfork post about LDR’s latest called it “a concept album from a concept human,” and while I’m not sure what I have to say about Ultraviolence yet I would like to note that I remain fascinated/thrilled with how central Authenticity (and lack thereof) is central to so much discussion of Our Motorlodge Queen. 
I freely admit that I probably read too much into LDR-as-actor but in my estimation that lack of authenticity is at least 60% of the point of what she’s doing, and I find this endlessly delightful.

pitchfork:

Lindsay Zoladz details the campy and vulnerable “Tumblr teen-girl aesthetic” in her latest Ordinary Machines column: “For girls who are aware that our culture expects them to be benignly happy, shiny objects—smile for me, baby—there can be a defiance in not only embracing sadness online, but cultivating a kind of ambiguity as to where the performed feeling ends and the ‘genuine’ feeling begins. Enter Lana Del Rey’s Ultraviolence—a record which seemed to emerge fully formed from this aesthetic.”

cultivating a kind of ambiguity as to where the performed feeling ends and the ‘genuine’ feeling begins”

an earlier pitchfork post about LDR’s latest called it “a concept album from a concept human,” and while I’m not sure what I have to say about Ultraviolence yet I would like to note that I remain fascinated/thrilled with how central Authenticity (and lack thereof) is central to so much discussion of Our Motorlodge Queen.

I freely admit that I probably read too much into LDR-as-actor but in my estimation that lack of authenticity is at least 60% of the point of what she’s doing, and I find this endlessly delightful.

cabble:

flaglog:

Zheleznogorsk, since 2012
Yep, that’s a bear splitting an atom.

BALLER

BEAR FLAGS > EVERY OTHER FLAG

cabble:

flaglog:

Zheleznogorsk, since 2012

Yep, that’s a bear splitting an atom.

BALLER

BEAR FLAGS > EVERY OTHER FLAG

How many accidents multiplied / to create your hands. How many times did your / fathers dig their hands into the earth only to / pull them back with stones and blisters? Think / of all the diseases you managed to avoid or the punches / pulled from your soft jawbone.
David Harrity, “Fathom” The Los Angeles Review, Volume 6 Fall 2009 (via sorryeveryone)

final grade is posted, revealing I escaped getting a C by the exact number of points that weren’t counted on the final. riding to my last final someone takes a sharp right in front of me and I avoid crashing into them by about two feet.

all the punches pulled, again and again and again.

here is something that bugs me, although I am not sure if I am on stable ground in that. consider this, from a recent Economist blog post about mounting restrictions on abortion providers. emphasis is mine:

Few truly believe that these restrictions are rooted in a desire to make abortion safer for women. Instead, they are plainly designed to frustrate efforts to get an abortion at all. Perhaps this makes some sense if your aim is to protect families and preserve the sanctity of life. Yet it seems odd that groups that claim to be pro-life are so often antagonistic to efforts to help women avoid unintended pregnancies in the first place. Many still cling to discredited abstinence-only programmes and claims that the “the hook-up culture is the culture of death”.

how many? are they the same people passing the restrictions? how do we know? they sure seem like the same people, in my larger conception of tribes and the opinions those tribes hold, but the more I think about it the more flimsy that seems.

part of this is on me (I am too lazy to look really hard for comprehensive surveys and similar) but I think this is also about how articles about this sort of thing are written. to put it broadly: no one ever seems to ask people directly about the things they are wiling to imply in later paragraphs. basically, any and all arguments that include “aren’t these the same people who” seem to me to be more and more suspicious.

"Going for a Beer" by Robert Coover

aaronburch:

theasdf:

"He finds himself sitting in the neighborhood bar drinking a beer at about the same time that he began to think about going there for one.” »

this is one of my fave stories of the last few years.

this isn’t just a great story, it’s one of those ones that’s really important in terms of trying to understand how and why it works. in my bookmarks it’s tagged both “beer” and “new_yorker” and it is always well worth reading whenever I am pondering either.

Walt Whitman I confess / I’ve never read your poems // except at gunpoint / Walt Whitman I confess // I’ve never been at gunpoint / except in dreams // Walt Whitman I confess / I’ve never slept // Walt Whitman I love your breadth / your body of work & your texts
Michael Loughran, “Night Songs” Tin House, Vol 6 #1, Fall 2004
coloursteelsexappeal:

Los Angeles, California; 1992

love u los angeles

coloursteelsexappeal:

Los Angeles, California; 1992

love u los angeles

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oldloves:

Fresh off the success of his first book, 23 year old Gore Vidal published his second novel, The City and the Pillar, in 1946. The book caused a scandal for it’s portrayal of an openly gay protagonist, coming of age, who suffers no untimely fate for defying social norms. Vidal dedicated the book to “J.T.”

Years later Vidal confirmed that the initials stood for Jimmy Trimble, a classmate of his at the St. Albans school in Washington D.C. While young teenaged Vidal was bookish and sardonic, Trimble was a baseball prodigy with a sunny disposition who Vidal remembers as smelling like “honey, like Alexander the Great.”

The last time Vidal recalls seeing him was at a Christmas dance when they were 17 and had a secret rendezvous in a downstairs men’s cubicle. 

Trimble joined the Marines at 19 and was killed in the battle of Iwo Jima in 1945. Vidal was devastated by the news and later in life claimed that Trimble was the only person he ever truly loved. 

Vidal is buried in a plot in Rock Creek Cemetery with his longtime companion Howard Austen, a few strides away from Trimble’s grave. 

(The Daily Beast)

VIDAL FOREVER

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cordjefferson:

humansofnewyork:

"I recently managed to completely let go of my past." “What part of your past was the hardest to let go?” “A missed opportunity with a woman. She believed in me more than I believed in myself, but I wasn’t ready to commit. She told me: ‘If you keep on like this, you’re going to end up old and alone.’” “How long ago was that?” “40 years.”

I feel like the main lesson of this blog is that people are so desperate to unburden themselves of their pain that they’ll share their deepest old wounds with practically anyone who asks, even some strange bro who approaches them on the sidewalk asking to take their picture. I once talked to this great doctor doing STD research in black communities in the Deep South who told me that he would begin all of his patient interviews just by asking people how they were doing or how they were feeling. He said the number of seemingly hardened people who would break down in tears simply because someone was genuinely asking them how they were feeling was astonishing. Therapy should be free.

I do not think the above is untrue, but I am uncertain how it manages to coexist with how difficult it is to ask so many friends/associates how they’re doing and get anything other than some variation of “fine.”

cordjefferson:

humansofnewyork:

"I recently managed to completely let go of my past."
“What part of your past was the hardest to let go?”
“A missed opportunity with a woman. She believed in me more than I believed in myself, but I wasn’t ready to commit. She told me: ‘If you keep on like this, you’re going to end up old and alone.’”
“How long ago was that?”
“40 years.”

I feel like the main lesson of this blog is that people are so desperate to unburden themselves of their pain that they’ll share their deepest old wounds with practically anyone who asks, even some strange bro who approaches them on the sidewalk asking to take their picture. I once talked to this great doctor doing STD research in black communities in the Deep South who told me that he would begin all of his patient interviews just by asking people how they were doing or how they were feeling. He said the number of seemingly hardened people who would break down in tears simply because someone was genuinely asking them how they were feeling was astonishing. Therapy should be free.

I do not think the above is untrue, but I am uncertain how it manages to coexist with how difficult it is to ask so many friends/associates how they’re doing and get anything other than some variation of “fine.”

sarahluz:

winonaforever:

Winona Ryder circa 2002
Robert Rich Lets Sofia Coppola Raid His Star-Studded Polaroids

my biggest regret is that i never got a ‘free winona’ t-shirt. 

this photograph is really important in ways i’m having trouble explaining

sarahluz:

winonaforever:

Winona Ryder circa 2002

Robert Rich Lets Sofia Coppola Raid His Star-Studded Polaroids

my biggest regret is that i never got a ‘free winona’ t-shirt. 

this photograph is really important in ways i’m having trouble explaining

been reading this and it is very Book About Lesbians From 1961 but it’s got some gems:

"Habits of self-abuse can be responsible for homosexual leanings." FALSE. Since the beginnings of man, self-abuse or auto-eroticism has been blamed as the cause of almost every type of physical aberration and mental illness—ranging from acne and death to asexuality and dementia praecox. So it is not surprising that many intelligent people point to self-abuse as the root of lesbianism. Yet it was Dr. Kinsey who established that close to 98.6% of our population—both male and female—have engaged in self-abuse. Surely no one will claim that this proportion of the population is homosexual.

well, you know. maybe some day, mr. wade. with god on our side.

been reading this and it is very Book About Lesbians From 1961 but it’s got some gems:

"Habits of self-abuse can be responsible for homosexual leanings."
FALSE. Since the beginnings of man, self-abuse or auto-eroticism has been blamed as the cause of almost every type of physical aberration and mental illness—ranging from acne and death to asexuality and dementia praecox. So it is not surprising that many intelligent people point to self-abuse as the root of lesbianism. Yet it was Dr. Kinsey who established that close to 98.6% of our population—both male and female—have engaged in self-abuse. Surely no one will claim that this proportion of the population is homosexual.

well, you know. maybe some day, mr. wade. with god on our side.

sorryeveryone:

screwrocknroll:

Rolling Stone:

Against Me! singer Tom Gabel reveals plans to begin living as a woman in the new issue of Rolling Stone. Gabel, who has dealt privately with gender dysphoria for years, will soon begin the process of transition, by taking hormones and undergoing electrolysis treatments.
Gabel will eventually take the name Laura Jane Grace, and will remain married to her wife Heather. “For me, the most terrifying thing about this was how she would accept the news,” says Gabel. “But she’s been super-amazing and understanding.”

I think there are some Against Me! fans who read this blog, so here’s some news (h/t Alfred Soto).
Sorta tempted to go through the band’s old songs and read them in a new light, but I think that would probably just lead to me saying something stupid. So: good for her.

1) Whoa.2) Right on, good for you, Laura Jane Grace.3) “If I could have chosen, I would have been born a woman / my mother once told me she would have named me Laura / I would grow up to be strong and beautiful like her / one day I’d find an honest man to make my husband" - The Ocean.

so I saw Against Me! live last light and the grin on Laura Jane Grace’s face when she sang the above lines might just be the widest, brightest grin I’ve ever seen in my entire life

sorryeveryone:

screwrocknroll:

Rolling Stone:

Against Me! singer Tom Gabel reveals plans to begin living as a woman in the new issue of Rolling Stone. Gabel, who has dealt privately with gender dysphoria for years, will soon begin the process of transition, by taking hormones and undergoing electrolysis treatments.

Gabel will eventually take the name Laura Jane Grace, and will remain married to her wife Heather. “For me, the most terrifying thing about this was how she would accept the news,” says Gabel. “But she’s been super-amazing and understanding.”

I think there are some Against Me! fans who read this blog, so here’s some news (h/t Alfred Soto).

Sorta tempted to go through the band’s old songs and read them in a new light, but I think that would probably just lead to me saying something stupid. So: good for her.

1) Whoa.
2) Right on, good for you, Laura Jane Grace.
3) “If I could have chosen, I would have been born a woman / my mother once told me she would have named me Laura / I would grow up to be strong and beautiful like her / one day I’d find an honest man to make my husband" - The Ocean.

so I saw Against Me! live last light and the grin on Laura Jane Grace’s face when she sang the above lines might just be the widest, brightest grin I’ve ever seen in my entire life

From Sasha Fletcher’s “Porch Light”

So Dear Wendy Dear Becky Dear Lisa Dear Liza
let’s tell ourselves a bedtime story.
One where the bears gather at the shore
and just stare at the ocean
with this look in their eyes that says we are going to swallow the fuck out of you
and the moon comes down because the ocean is going crazy with terror
and the bears look at the moon and the moon looks at the bears
and there we are in the background, with our hands on the plunger
and a sincere desire to effect a powerful and lasting change
on the direction of our lives, to eat more roughage, to exercise regularly,
to attempt to live in a manner that does not profane grace,
basically we want the kind of lives that can be seen from space,
but listen: fuck all of that. Because right now we are going to go
and eat a mountain, and then fuck that mountain, and then go to bed
like no one has ever gone to bed before, because we are alive
and that’s that. End of story. Get happy.