1. I thought I knew what vanity looked like y'all. I thought I understood it. I've seen it over the years, and I thought I had seen its most extreme forms. I was so very, very wrong. Look, I know people who are experts in their fields. Who are sought after the world over, who have actually competed in the Olympics for goodness sake, who are less enamored of themselves than what I've witnessed recently. Hell, I have a healthy vanity myself, who are we kidding? But what I've seen recently…whoa…I think this story about Ezra Klein does the flavor of it a certain justice, although he’s certainly not the sole proprietor. This guy is a pretty shining example as well. But just that smiling, charming, attractive “I get what I want because I’m me” thing is certainly all over him. I really can’t talk about it anymore. It’s so foreign to me I can’t speak to it really. And I hope to God it stays that way.
2. Here’s a story about good intentions and the liberal bleeding heart. Y’all may remember that there was an open carport across the alley from my backdoor that had become a meeting spot for drug handoffs and a place for some pretty undesirables to get out of the rain. Well apparently the lady who owns the house (but doesn’t live there) was asked several times by many neighbors to please enclose her carport because people were actually starting to get scared of the element that were using it as a makeshift home/toilet/drug den etc. She refused for several years because — get this — she was providing a place for illegals and homeless to go when they had no place else. Well that just sounds so loving and generous in theory but what was actually happening — not that she would know because she, as mentioned, didn’t live there — was needles, and children being harassed, and weird dudes getting hammered on a rainy Sunday afternoon, and teenagers sparking up joints, etc. Her ex husband, also a property owner in the neighborhood, apparently finally stepped in and the doors are on and locked. The point is, this chick could easily feel good about being a beneficent person providing shelter to the less fortunate because she never allowed herself to actually SEE what was going on. She instead chose to complain — about the neighbors asking her to be responsible and enclose her carport, about being forced to alter her property, about being SO PUT UPON. It’s a strange thing to be willfully blind to what’s going on all around you while you complain about being inconvenienced from your relative perch of privilege. It’s hard to like people like that.
3. I’ve been following all the things Hugh Acheson has been doing lately. Google him. He’s wonderful. Here’s something I wrote about one of his Athens restaurants back a few years ago. If you ever make it down that way you should go. Delish.
4. I don’t know y’all. He strikes me as a do-gooder who really didn’t understand the full measure of consequence for his actions. That’s a dangerous guy.
5. I’m going to have to agree here. Alienation as a strategy is generally to be avoided, but especially when you simply cannot afford to alienate anyone who wants to vote your way. Not sure what the Chamber is hoping to accomplish but it tends to speak for its members which may be something worth examining.
7. And this.
Okay, I have to get back to work. And then I’ll be meeting some friends for happy hour at the Clarendon Grill later. Come by if you get bored. Till next time, here’s a sexy dance.