Five Star Mixtape 392: Five Great Blog Posts and a Ta-Nehisi Coates Quote
This week's Five Star Mixtape great blog roundup is brought to you by the problem with easy, what you're capable of, memories of a season, loneliness, an Uber driver, and Ta-Nehisi Coates:
"The Candy Diet" by Seth Godin at Seth's Blog:
The bestselling novel of 1961 was Allen Drury's Advise and Consent. Millions of people read this 690-page political novel. In 2016, the big sellers were coloring books.
Fifteen years ago, cable channels like TLC (the "L" stood for Learning), Bravo and the History Channel (the "History" stood for History) promised to add texture and information to the blighted TV landscape. Now these networks run shows about marrying people based on how well they kiss.
"You Can Handle Being Called an Ugly Fool" by Virginia Heffernan at Medium:
So you’ve criticized Trump, or praised his foes, and the trolls and Trumpites have you in their sites. This completely sucks.You will be teased, called names, gaslighted, undermined, threatened with violence. But in almost all circumstances, if you’ve been through a winter cold, you will come through this better than ever, with greater clarity, detachment and confidence. As Samantha Bee says, “If you’ve been called ‘fat’ 100,000 times, you stop caring.”
"One Winter" by Tom Cox at Tom Cox:
One day after school, before my mum and dad were home from work, I picked up the phone and two girls were on the other end of the line. They said they were a year older than me and from Bulwell, seven miles east of where I lived, which at the time seemed far away without being at all exotic.
"It Was an Egg for Love" by Andrea Scher at Superhero Journal:
I was lonely last night as my head hit the pillow. At first I didn’t know what it was- this agitated sort of feeling- but I got curious about it. “This is lonely,” I said to myself, feeling more like an anthropologist than anything else. “Where do you feel it in your body?” I whispered aloud. I put my hand on my heart where I felt the ache. “This is lonely,” I said to myself again. “What’s it like?”
"Mr. Famous" by Ra Avis at Rarasaur:
I can’t see his smile, but I know it is there.
This stranger is good company, I think, and he enjoys the art of good companionship, like me. Like my namesakes.
I wonder if his own holds a similar story, but I don’t know his real name. The Uber app says only that he is called Mr. Famous.
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