September 23, 2008 – 12:18 pm
I like beer, sports, and video games as much as the next guy. But I wouldn’t mind a world where guys talk to each about more than which actress is the hottest. I’ve envied girlfriends who get to sit around and talk about relationships and their childhoods, and who laugh about sex instead of brag about it. Why don’t guys do this? In an ABSOLUT world, guys who go to yoga, drink Chardonnay, and talk about their feelings aren’t called “gay”—they’re called “well-adjusted people.” It’s time for a masculinism movement.
–– Kacy Andrews
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September 23, 2008 – 12:13 pm
There aren’t three invites, two cancellations, and a series of text messages exchanged, all for a one-hour coffee date with a friend that was initially planned a month ago. The constant barrage of communication these days—on social networking websites, through cell phones, email, IMs and chat rooms—causes technology faigue. It’s all too complicated and cold. Why not just stay at home? I miss actually talking to people in real life and in real time. I fear that one day only my avatar will ever leave the house.
–– Daisy Ford
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September 23, 2008 – 12:09 pm
On the contrary, they’re relieved that you want to do something creative with your life. Especially because art school tuition isn’t $40,000 a year—it’s free and subsidized by the government. The new administration has spearheaded an initiative that uses art to transform downtrodden places. Artists have been assigned to beautify decaying urban neighborhoods and poor rural towns with public murals and outdoor sculptures. Free performances are now common in previously mundane places—store parking lots, office building lobbies, and mall food courts.
–– Daisy Ford
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September 12, 2008 – 11:31 am
Scotty doesn’t have to be there to beam you up. For your morning commute, you just drink a little water, say a blessing, enter the portal, and sit in the lotus position to get the right energy flowing for the transmission of your body. The portals are personal like cars, but don’t wreak havoc on the earth’s natural resources. And you can bring a cocktail on this ride, since you’re not driving—instead, your molecules are evaporating in Brooklyn and then reorganizing themselves somewhere completely different. Like Manhattan.
–– Beth Ronson
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September 12, 2008 – 11:26 am
The cute little pooches—the Chihuahuas, the pugs, the dachshunds, the toy poodles—aren’t stuffed into polo shirts, cashmere sweaters, and fleeces and paraded through the park like models. Unknowing kitties aren’t hissing in their analyst’s office. Pet owners come to the realization that their pets aren’t people. And once they start spending a little more time on their own problems, they stop trying to fix everything with shopping sprees and psychopharmacology, and realize that running naked in the park is what will set them free.
–– Beth Ronson
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September 12, 2008 – 11:25 am
I’ll admit it. In college I went to gallery openings to score the free wine—that, and to wear my leopard-print coat and black thrift-shop clutch. I glanced at the art, then scoured the room for the best-looking people in the room. I grew up, though, and now I’m a 30-year-old who, crazy as it sounds, goes to an art gallery to see art. Among my adult peers, it seems I’m in the minority. Why do people go to galleries to check each other out? Is the art not that good these days or is the cultured set just too vain?
–– Laura Park
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September 4, 2008 – 8:06 am
Though we as a society talk a good game about how everyone should have access to healthy, organic foods, our actions don’t bear out our ambition. An organic apple is more expensive than a regular apple that has been grown with pesticides, and a bag of chips is often cheaper than either of them. The food industry should put its money where its mouth is and make it easier for people to eat organically by devoting more of its resources to making organic food cheaper than processed food. It only makes sense; there are dozens of ingredients in a bag of chips, but the only ingredient in an apple is “apple.”
–– James Cohen
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September 4, 2008 – 8:03 am
Extra, extra! It turns out that newspapers and blogs can exist side-by-side, without either one having to be declared the winner. I think having access to multiple mediums for news and opinions is a win-win situation…unless one medium keeps declaring the other medium dead or irrelevant. I can’t imagine living in a world where I can’t get my information updated on the hour, minute, or second, but I also can’t imagine a world where I can’t get ink smeared all over my hand doing the crossword puzzle. You don’t have to fight for my attention, kids. I love you both.
–– Christina Perez
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September 4, 2008 – 7:59 am
My leg wants to be on the dance floor so bad it’s twitching. I can feel the backbeat in my heart, my head is swaying back and forth, and my palms are officially sweaty with anticipation. Damn it, people, get on the floor already. This song is calling my name, but I can’t be the first one—I’m not drunk enough. It’s only 9:30. Whether I’m at a wedding or in a club, I always wait like this…ugh. In an ABSOLUT world, I don’t care if I’m out there dancing alone. People see my moves and can’t help themselves from joining me. I start the party!
–– Ethan Masters
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September 4, 2008 – 7:55 am
In ten years, I hope to say this to my niece: “Just a short time ago, television news shows reported on the personal lives of celebrities—like Britney Spears and Paris Hilton, have you ever heard of them?—more than they did on the state of education, healthcare, or the war that was fought in Iraq. It was a regressive time that people still don’t understand. There was an entire industry built around taking unsolicited photographs of these people so they could be shown in magazines, on websites, and on television. I know it’s hard to believe, but some people used to care more about the exploits of celebrities than they did about themselves.”
–– Kacy Andrews
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