All The Cool Kids Cry In Public, And Other Lullabies

Happy Tuesday, you lovely humans, you!

• Today, I’m thankful that Tim Miller is back and writing about Trump’s border wall “emergency”: The President Is Hallucinating and I Think We Should Be Concerned.

• Curbed, you’ve done a wonderful public service by creating and publishing these: San Francisco’s top places for crying in public and New York City’s best places to cry in public.

• Barneys New York announced that they are creating a luxury cannabis accessories boutique called The High End, which will sell “gilded vapes” and a “$1,475 grinder rendered in sterling silver.” Now, I’m not one to complain about the upscaling of cannabis accessories, as I definitely own a rose gold vape pen from Bloom Farms. But as this Atlantic article points out, the disparity state-to-state in punishment (or lack thereof) for mere cannabis possession means individuals are still being arrested for having something Californians are having delivered to their doors: in 2016, nearly 600,000 people were arrested “for simple marijuana possession.” And of course, the racial disparity of those arrests is awful.

• Those of us who live in cities like San Francisco know that the skyrocketing cost is only made worse knowing how many second homes and pieds a terre there are within our 7x7 space. So the idea of taxing those who leave their homes empty for a certain time frame every year seems interesting, and may have had some success in Vancouver: Taxing empty apartments could ease the housing crisis.

That’s it, that’s all sweethearts. Be kind to yourselves, mmmkay?

Xoxo Amy