I'm a software developer, biologist, and participant/observer of human evolution/devolution.
Perhaps I'm not in the group he has in mind; I'm more a Scandinavian Social Democrat than an American not-so-social Democrat. However, for the record: I don't enjoy anything at all about Chucky or Davy. I may some day enjoy reading their obituaries, if they're in the vein of Hunter Thompson's obituary for Dick Nixon.
I'm well aware of what the people with all the cash are doing to me and most of the rest of us. I'm also well aware that such political and economic arrangements generally don't change for the better in the normal course of events. Nonetheless, they do tend to change eventually. It's happened many times throughout history, and I've no doubt it will happen again. When it does, however, I'd prefer to be somewhere else.
Words rarely fail me, but all this is too depressing for words.
On Take Time
"Fred Ryan, the founding President and CEO of Politico and former Reagan chief of staff": This confirms what I suspected when Bezos bought the Post. As Awl Pal (TM) Alex Pareene noted at the time, "The rich don't buy newspapers to...make money. They buy them to get influence." (http://bit.ly/13XYqgz) Normal people find Politico's obsession with who's up/down/in/out in DC weird and repulsive, and the Wisdom and Humor of the Great Prevaricator don't have much resonance among people who grew up with the diminished expectations he did so much to bring about. So this is unlikely to bolster the paper's sagging fortunes outside its home town. But! It will delight DC's vain old People Who Matter and their sycophantic underlings.
"You fuck all the companies. Because you're doing good shoes. That's it. It's called a skill.": I understand the appeal. I have various skills myself, attested by advanced degrees from august institutions, but none of them make much sense outside the context of a society with an elaborate division of labor. There are many of us these days, idiot savants for whom the idea of making our own shoes or any other practical necessity of our lives is remarkably attractive.
@whizz_dumb: My smallish, obscure city - which shall remain nameless - has been gushed over in the New York Times at least twice this year. It's making me nervous.
@KarenUhOh: I grew up in LA. I don't miss it. I've spent time in NYC. I don't need it.
Once upon a time, I was a postdoc who decided not to become an ass prof, for a number of reasons including the realization that if I did, my colleagues would undoubtedly consider me a loose cannon because, for example, I would refuse to pay the slightest attention to letters of recommendation (on behalf of prospective grad students, faculty members, etc.). I'm a biologist, but rest assured, they're generally as absurd and tedious in the sciences as in the humanities.
@alicesherman: My domestic partner of 14 years and I agree that the only thing that tempts us to get married is the excuse to throw a big party for as many of our friends as possible. Of course, we could skip getting married and throw a party anyway, but many of our friends probably wouldn't come from far away "just" for a party. It's sad.