1. One of the most thought provoking and relatable long essay that explores the myth of an “ideal” woman.
The ideal woman, in other words, is always optimizing. She takes advantage of technology, both in the way she broadcasts her image and in the meticulous improvement of that image itself.
The ideal woman steps into a stratum of expensive juices, boutique exercise classes, skincare routines and vacations, and there she happily remains.
Today’s ideal woman is of a type that coexists easily with feminism in its current market-friendly and mainstream form. This sort of feminism has organized itself around being as visible and appealing to as many people as possible; it has greatly over-valorized women’s individual success.
The ritualization and neatness of this process (and the fact that Sweetgreen is pretty good) obscure the intense, circular artifice that defines the type of life it’s meant to fit into.
Women are genuinely trapped at the intersection of capitalism and patriarchy – two systems that, at their extremes, ensure that individual success comes at the expense of collective morality.
Unlike the male artists, who moved through life as if unfettered time to themselves were a birthright, the days and life trajectories of the handful of female artists featured in the book were often limited by the expectations and duties of home and care.
And it strikes me: it’s not that women haven’t had the talent to make their mark in the world of ideas and art. They’ve never had the time.
3. Stop staring at “different looking” people. It’s rude!
4. Is machine learning just another hoax like blockchain? It’s so dependent on manual labor that I wonder if the future is really here.
5. The death of brick and mortar stores and small talk with strangers. The lost of collective experiences is already having negative impact on our society and the future doesn’t look promising.
6. I’m ashamed to be working in digital advertising every time I see a report that exposes all the shady thing the industry is involved in.
The big story is as you’d expect: that everything you do online is logged in obscene detail, that you have no privacy. And yet, even expecting this, I was bowled over by the scale and detail of the tracking; even for short stints on the web…the amount of information collected about my endeavors was staggering.
…identifying me by a 19-digit number I think of as a prisoner tag, they followed me from page to page as I traipsed across the web.
7. A true love story that is just as wild and heart warming as a movie!