Roxane Gay on Ferguson.
huh
Perhaps she will found the Jack and Elizabeth Donaghy High School for Teen Drama, the Arts and Feelings in order to create a new generation of choreographers, and puppeteers, clowns, video artists and theatrical jugglers who will ask the world, ‘What is art?’:
Dear Prudence,
My ex-wife and I divorced about three years ago. Since the divorce, she has kept my last name. That has annoyed me since we originally agreed that she’d take back her maiden name. Now she’s pregnant by her new boyfriend. There aren’t any young children of this generation in my family, and I’m worried that she’s going to pass on my family name to her child. I’d want her to change her name back to her maiden name, so how do I approach this conversation? Or is this a petty request?—Surly Surnames
Super interesting piece about the writing partnership of Charles Brackett and Billy Wilder:
Brackett emerges from his own pages as a sort of platonic ideal of WASPishness: observant, hyperliterate, reserved, snobbish, fiercely loyal. And on almost every page is Wilder, Wilder, Wilder, Brackett’s collaborator, rival, friend, and opponent. His day-by-day account of their work together gives a fascinating portrait of their partnership, at least from Brackett’s perspective, and one of the most detailed accounts of any artistic partnership ever. Wilder once told biographer Charlotte Chandler that “a good writing collaboration is more difficult to achieve than a good marriage. And it’s more intimate.” Brackett’s diaries reveal just how apt that comparison was. Over the years the two men worked together, they came to know each other better than anyone else ever would. And when the end came for Brackett and Wilder, it came with guilt and recrimination, jealousy and betrayal.
My daughter is very fierce and brave, whereas I am rather timid and approval-seeking, so I should not have been surprised that her reaction on running across a Mommy Moose and a Baby Moose on a hike was to:
a) Growl
b) Announce “YOU GROWLED AT THEM” (we are working on pronouns with limited success)
But I was, just the same.
“Break Free” vs. “Oops I Did It Again”: A Scientific Music Video Comparison of Girls in Space:
Regardless, both of these songs are 100% hook. The difference is that “Break Free” is immediately and then always like, “Yeah! I know this song! It’s that song!” and “Oops!” sounds like nothing else but Oops.
This is a really great idea, and I am inspired to do this when next I go on vacation.
SeaWorld is gonna fix some stuff bc they looked like fucking assholes in Blackfish, people stopped going, and then their share price dropped, SO, maybe your angry tweets helped.
So many jobs at Buzzfeed right now! Go get one of them!
Smithsonian Library GIFs! Oh, thank God. Levity.
