My local NPR station is losing me. The way I live my life, I listen to “time-shifted” audio much more often than “real-time” audio. While I’d love to listen to “Morning Edition” and “All Things Considered,” the requirement that I do so on their schedule, rather than on mine, increasingly simply leads to my not listening to those shows, to listening to other shows instead – including those that are NPR-produced competitors (like “Up First,” which is a poor substitute for “Morning Edition,” but is an excellent substitute for “Morning Edition” listened to fragmentarily in the way I can).
I really want the Democrats to articulate a vision of the future that includes radical antitrust enforcement, breaking up Google, regulating Facebook, and imposing stringent requirements of all companies on their “Terms of Service.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about “objectification,” about what it means to admire the curves of a woman I don’t know.
Related: I like looking at women.
I like how it feels when my cock is hard.
I’ve been listening to “Dear Sugars,” at the suggestion of both L and V. I find it alternately excellent and maddening. I listened to the first half of the first episode of their two-part porn consideration, and I found it utterly maddening. The ways they think of sex, intimacy and porn – and sex work – all feel retrograde for me, and I’m offended by the way they portray themselves as open and accepting, even as moralistic judgment and normative prescriptions (and proscriptions) permeate their conversation.