The year in Uber catastrophes kicks off, as a former Uber driver named Syed Muzaffar hits a family in a crosswalk, killing the 6-year-old daughter, Sofia Liu. The girl’s family sues Uber in January, kicking off a debate over whether Uber is liable in such cases. The company alleges that they are not, because Muzaffar was between passengers at the time.
Jan. 24, 2014
Documents leaked to journalists show that New York Uber employees ordered and canceled rides from a competing car service called Gett in order to sabotage its business (and this won’t be the first time this sort of thing happens).
March 2014Myers was unapologetic about his guest’s chosen form of entertainment: “How can I dictate what he says in a song? This is America. We can say what we want. This is a free America.”There’s no doubt Charney is having a genuinely bad week. And as Bloomberg TV notes, “That hundred grand is going to go to legal bills overnight.” But if a man who’s spent the past decade fending off sexual harassment suits is mounting a sympathy campaign, good luck with that, sir. We’ll save it for those who are really struggling. Try as you may, you can’t make leopard harem pants happen, and you can’t make us feel sorry for you and your six figures.
A representative from the Glendale Elks Lodge condemned the performance: “It’s deplorable and inappropriate and the Lodge will take disciplinary action against [Fishell] and possibly the people who organized the event,” a trustee said. “We don’t stand for any racist things like this.”
GQ publishes an article called “Confessions of an Uber driver,” in which a writer tries his hand at being a driver for a week and experiences some pretty wild stuff.If you’re looking for faint praise, I’ll say that at least the TLC special doesn’t appear to have sought out men actively trying to change their orientation. “Conversion therapy” is rapidly going the way of the icepick lobotomy, and Washington, DC signed a new law prohibiting the practice on minors just earlier this week. So it’s for the best that the special focuses on men who openly acknowledge their attraction to other men, and are exploring how to reconcile that with their religious directives — without forcing themselves to deny their feelings. And if two adults are content to have a relationship that’s honest and does not include mutual sexual desire, and that works for them, who am I to disagree with it? I’m sure there are plenty of loving, comfortable arrangements in the world that are fulfilling in different ways.
But where I return to my eyerolling sense of disgust is in the way that TLC merrily serves up these men and their wives and girlfriends for judgment and jokes like they’re on a super weird episode of “The Bachelor,” throwing in some musical woot woot cues while the guys cast lingering glances at shirtless basketball players. Oh, it’s all good fun, when you’re devoutly devoted to an institution that tells you that if you act on the feelings in your heart you’re sinful and hurting God!
It’s not entertainment when a man says, “I want to marry a woman, but I don’t know how to work out these feelings.” It’s kind of heartbreaking. We need to be able to have conversations about the choices people make for their faiths, so we can approach them with love and compassion. But the way to do it isn’t by trotting them out for a freak show. And a network that, amazingly, was once called The Learning Channel appears to be yet again content to offer very real and painful human struggles as a cheap, exploitive diversion.
March 24, 2014
A Chicago passenger sues her Uber driver Jigneshkumar Patel for sexual assault, alleging that he locked the car doors and groped her legs, breasts and groin before eventually letting her out.On “Market Makers,” Regan said that Charney, who did non speak on camera, feels he was used by Standard General, the hedge fund he was working with earlier this year in his quest to hang on to American Apparel. “I bet the farm,” he says, “and they robbed me.” Generously describing Charney as “the life and soul of that company,” Regan added, “He’s got 100K to his name right now, which is interesting because he was making more than 800 a year as CEO…. He’s here in New York, living on the Lower East Side at a friend’s place… sleeping on a couch!” Golly, what a sad state for Dov. With only $100K and a friend’s apartment in Manhattan to get by on.
Let’s consider this tale for a moment. When Dov Charney says he has “only” a paltry $100 thousand, is really all he has in the world? No 401K? No IRAs? No portfolio of any value whatsoever? No real estate? HUH. And perhaps he is indeed sleeping on a futon on Avenue C – it does fit the man’s artfully unkempt aesthetic – but it’s not hard to imagine he’s instead roughing it at an out-of-town buddy’s million dollar downtown pied-a-terre.
Charney appears very invested right now in presenting himself as a man cast out on the streets, virtually penniless. That’s a claim that seems, if not impossible, certainly subject to plenty of skeptical inquiry. And even if it’s precisely accurate, Charney might want to remember that for millions of unemployed Americans, having a paltry 100 thou to fall back on until one gets back on his feet would be an enviable situation. It’s certainly not the lot of too many people accused of serious misconduct including “Breach of Fiduciary Duty, Violation of Company Policy and Misuse of Corporate Assets.”
You? Straight? Sure, dude.It was hot out. The dunk tank had a long line. Shorts gave way to bikini bottoms and dancing gave way to sunbathing. Men took off their shirts and threw footballs. Everyone seemed to act more gendered as they got more naked.
For me, when I saw that much body, the opposite happened. The individuals started to blur like a pinkish brownish sea with T-shirts and bikinis floating on top of it like nylon sailboats. Just an ocean of flesh, not enough definition around the edges of any body to call it one of these or one of those.And, it seems, no amount of background information — no critical mass of other women’s stories or screenings of “Obvious Child” — will give me much insight into how I, Jenny Kutner, will feel about my abortion when it happens. Still, I have been looking for background information, and I briefly tried to defy my stubbornly non-psychic brain by reading what other women have written about their abortion experiences.
There is, of course, a sort of collective narrative that has formed, especially among pro-choice women like myself. Here’s what I noticed about that larger collective narrative: It contains very few stories about what women experience just before their abortions. Mostly we only hear about a procedure in its aftermath. Right now, I do need to hear about the aftermath. I need to be reminded that on Saturday I will wake up pregnant and on Sunday I will not; I need to be reminded that my life will go on once I carry out this decision that is totally and completely right for me, not everyone, and that is totally and completely right for so many other women who have made or will make the same choice. But right now I’m not in the aftermath. I’m in a part of the abortion experience that feels just as crucial as the abortion itself.
I understand why people might not want to write about this part. To talk about having an abortion before it’s happened is to open oneself up to personal attacks at an already vulnerable time. After all, to tell any part of a personal abortion story is to portray oneself to anti-choicers as a “baby-killing slut,” as one friend put it. That shouldn’t be. But, what’s more, the crux of pro-choice thinking is that what a woman does with her body is personal and private and subject to no one else’s input. As Internet trolls will inevitably offer their thoughts, an abortion story told in advance of an abortion might seem a plea for another opinion, which undermines the pro-choice logic behind it.
I’ll say now that I’m genuinely not seeking out or accepting additional input, just as I don’t think any other woman who tells her story is asking for the two cents of hostile strangers. No thanks in advance for any efforts to make me change my mind, “choose life” or what have you. I am resolute in my decision, because it is the right decision for me.
That’s not to say I don’t feel as if I’m between a rock and a hard place. I don’t want to have an abortion, which is why I got an IUD — to give myself a 99 percent chance of not having to consider the procedure for a decade, or ever. (Clearly the IUD failed, so I guess I’m the 1 percent.) What I definitely, definitely don’t want, immeasurably more than I don’t want to have an abortion, is to be pregnant or have a child.This year was no exception. O’Reilly announced on his show that “Every Christmas season, there are people who try to diminish the celebration of Jesus’ birthday. We all know it, but we do have a whole bunch of war on Christmas deniers who say that I and others are making the whole thing up.” His evidence: billboards sponsored by the American Atheists activist organization.
“Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is to skip church,” the billboards read. “I’m too old for fairy tales.” Accompanying these words is a photo of a preschooler grinning impishly at the prospect of avoiding the humdrum homily of Mom and Dad’s favorite priest or pastor, and, instead, doing something much more edifying and useful, like scribbling with crayons or playing Weebles Musical Treehouse. The organization’s website says the billboards have been placed mostly in Southern states, and are located “in more residential areas to be near schools and churches.”
O’Reilly cuts to a clip of Danielle Muscato, American Atheists’ P.R. director, who explains the billboard’s purpose: “A lot of atheists feel alienated at this time of year, and we want them
The year in Uber catastrophes kicks off, as a former Uber driver named Syed Muzaffar hits a family in a crosswalk, killing the 6-year-old daughter, Sofia Liu. The girl’s family sues Uber in January, kicking off a debate over whether Uber is liable in such cases. The company alleges that they are not, because Muzaffar was between passengers at the time.
Jan. 24, 2014
Documents leaked to journalists show that New York Uber employees ordered and canceled rides from a competing car service called Gett in order to sabotage its business (and this won’t be the first time this sort of thing happens).
March 2014Myers was unapologetic about his guest’s chosen form of entertainment: “How can I dictate what he says in a song? This is America. We can say what we want. This is a free America.”There’s no doubt Charney is having a genuinely bad week. And as Bloomberg TV notes, “That hundred grand is going to go to legal bills overnight.” But if a man who’s spent the past decade fending off sexual harassment suits is mounting a sympathy campaign, good luck with that, sir. We’ll save it for those who are really struggling. Try as you may, you can’t make leopard harem pants happen, and you can’t make us feel sorry for you and your six figures.
A representative from the Glendale Elks Lodge condemned the performance: “It’s deplorable and inappropriate and the Lodge will take disciplinary action against [Fishell] and possibly the people who organized the event,” a trustee said. “We don’t stand for any racist things like this.”
GQ publishes an article called “Confessions of an Uber driver,” in which a writer tries his hand at being a driver for a week and experiences some pretty wild stuff.If you’re looking for faint praise, I’ll say that at least the TLC special doesn’t appear to have sought out men actively trying to change their orientation. “Conversion therapy” is rapidly going the way of the icepick lobotomy, and Washington, DC signed a new law prohibiting the practice on minors just earlier this week. So it’s for the best that the special focuses on men who openly acknowledge their attraction to other men, and are exploring how to reconcile that with their religious directives — without forcing themselves to deny their feelings. And if two adults are content to have a relationship that’s honest and does not include mutual sexual desire, and that works for them, who am I to disagree with it? I’m sure there are plenty of loving, comfortable arrangements in the world that are fulfilling in different ways.
But where I return to my eyerolling sense of disgust is in the way that TLC merrily serves up these men and their wives and girlfriends for judgment and jokes like they’re on a super weird episode of “The Bachelor,” throwing in some musical woot woot cues while the guys cast lingering glances at shirtless basketball players. Oh, it’s all good fun, when you’re devoutly devoted to an institution that tells you that if you act on the feelings in your heart you’re sinful and hurting God!
It’s not entertainment when a man says, “I want to marry a woman, but I don’t know how to work out these feelings.” It’s kind of heartbreaking. We need to be able to have conversations about the choices people make for their faiths, so we can approach them with love and compassion. But the way to do it isn’t by trotting them out for a freak show. And a network that, amazingly, was once called The Learning Channel appears to be yet again content to offer very real and painful human struggles as a cheap, exploitive diversion.
March 24, 2014
A Chicago passenger sues her Uber driver Jigneshkumar Patel for sexual assault, alleging that he locked the car doors and groped her legs, breasts and groin before eventually letting her out.On “Market Makers,” Regan said that Charney, who did non speak on camera, feels he was used by Standard General, the hedge fund he was working with earlier this year in his quest to hang on to American Apparel. “I bet the farm,” he says, “and they robbed me.” Generously describing Charney as “the life and soul of that company,” Regan added, “He’s got 100K to his name right now, which is interesting because he was making more than 800 a year as CEO…. He’s here in New York, living on the Lower East Side at a friend’s place… sleeping on a couch!” Golly, what a sad state for Dov. With only $100K and a friend’s apartment in Manhattan to get by on.
Let’s consider this tale for a moment. When Dov Charney says he has “only” a paltry $100 thousand, is really all he has in the world? No 401K? No IRAs? No portfolio of any value whatsoever? No real estate? HUH. And perhaps he is indeed sleeping on a futon on Avenue C – it does fit the man’s artfully unkempt aesthetic – but it’s not hard to imagine he’s instead roughing it at an out-of-town buddy’s million dollar downtown pied-a-terre.
Charney appears very invested right now in presenting himself as a man cast out on the streets, virtually penniless. That’s a claim that seems, if not impossible, certainly subject to plenty of skeptical inquiry. And even if it’s precisely accurate, Charney might want to remember that for millions of unemployed Americans, having a paltry 100 thou to fall back on until one gets back on his feet would be an enviable situation. It’s certainly not the lot of too many people accused of serious misconduct including “Breach of Fiduciary Duty, Violation of Company Policy and Misuse of Corporate Assets.”
You? Straight? Sure, dude.It was hot out. The dunk tank had a long line. Shorts gave way to bikini bottoms and dancing gave way to sunbathing. Men took off their shirts and threw footballs. Everyone seemed to act more gendered as they got more naked.
For me, when I saw that much body, the opposite happened. The individuals started to blur like a pinkish brownish sea with T-shirts and bikinis floating on top of it like nylon sailboats. Just an ocean of flesh, not enough definition around the edges of any body to call it one of these or one of those.And, it seems, no amount of background information — no critical mass of other women’s stories or screenings of “Obvious Child” — will give me much insight into how I, Jenny Kutner, will feel about my abortion when it happens. Still, I have been looking for background information, and I briefly tried to defy my stubbornly non-psychic brain by reading what other women have written about their abortion experiences.
There is, of course, a sort of collective narrative that has formed, especially among pro-choice women like myself. Here’s what I noticed about that larger collective narrative: It contains very few stories about what women experience just before their abortions. Mostly we only hear about a procedure in its aftermath. Right now, I do need to hear about the aftermath. I need to be reminded that on Saturday I will wake up pregnant and on Sunday I will not; I need to be reminded that my life will go on once I carry out this decision that is totally and completely right for me, not everyone, and that is totally and completely right for so many other women who have made or will make the same choice. But right now I’m not in the aftermath. I’m in a part of the abortion experience that feels just as crucial as the abortion itself.
I understand why people might not want to write about this part. To talk about having an abortion before it’s happened is to open oneself up to personal attacks at an already vulnerable time. After all, to tell any part of a personal abortion story is to portray oneself to anti-choicers as a “baby-killing slut,” as one friend put it. That shouldn’t be. But, what’s more, the crux of pro-choice thinking is that what a woman does with her body is personal and private and subject to no one else’s input. As Internet trolls will inevitably offer their thoughts, an abortion story told in advance of an abortion might seem a plea for another opinion, which undermines the pro-choice logic behind it.
I’ll say now that I’m genuinely not seeking out or accepting additional input, just as I don’t think any other woman who tells her story is asking for the two cents of hostile strangers. No thanks in advance for any efforts to make me change my mind, “choose life” or what have you. I am resolute in my decision, because it is the right decision for me.
That’s not to say I don’t feel as if I’m between a rock and a hard place. I don’t want to have an abortion, which is why I got an IUD — to give myself a 99 percent chance of not having to consider the procedure for a decade, or ever. (Clearly the IUD failed, so I guess I’m the 1 percent.) What I definitely, definitely don’t want, immeasurably more than I don’t want to have an abortion, is to be pregnant or have a child.This year was no exception. O’Reilly announced on his show that “Every Christmas season, there are people who try to diminish the celebration of Jesus’ birthday. We all know it, but we do have a whole bunch of war on Christmas deniers who say that I and others are making the whole thing up.” His evidence: billboards sponsored by the American Atheists activist organization.
“Dear Santa, all I want for Christmas is to skip church,” the billboards read. “I’m too old for fairy tales.” Accompanying these words is a photo of a preschooler grinning impishly at the prospect of avoiding the humdrum homily of Mom and Dad’s favorite priest or pastor, and, instead, doing something much more edifying and useful, like scribbling with crayons or playing Weebles Musical Treehouse. The organization’s website says the billboards have been placed mostly in Southern states, and are located “in more residential areas to be near schools and churches.”
O’Reilly cuts to a clip of Danielle Muscato, American Atheists’ P.R. director, who explains the billboard’s purpose: “A lot of atheists feel alienated at this time of year, and we want them
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