Furries and S-Town and Vape Gods, Oh My!
Happy Friday, my dearests. Right now, I’m ruminating on the little things, especially after my trip to the US Holocaust Memorial Museum last week. Like how POTUS’s press secretary was offered a personal Holocaust history lesson from the Anti-Defamation League for his remarkably tone deaf comments last week. And that the Trumps skipped the White House Seder - which would seem like a easy opportunity to demonstrate non-Anti-Semetic leadership leaning but hey, what do I know [head in hands for an indeterminate period of time.]
So instead of an unhinged rant on our current state of affairs, here’s a melange of interesting shit for you to read over the weekend:
A 21-year-old has 320,000 followers on Instagram. His trick and talent? Ripping sweet vape cotton for his adoring fans. And in a profile that is equal parts dank description, incredulousness, and a reminder that yes, smoking can freaking kill you, GQ’s Chris Gayomali introduces us to the Young Vape God #vapelife
New York Magazine has an exclusive interview re: Unsuspecting Woman Brings Therapy Dog to Local Furry Convention. The photos of Link the therapy dog hanging out with fur-suited revelers is enough to help you forget your MOAB-induced night terrors (well, not quite.) So to finish the job, re-visit this 2001 Vanity Fair piece on the Furry subculture with the choice subhead: "It’s sex; it’s religion; it’s a whole new way of life.”
The Guardian’s review of Le Cinq is a snarky takedown for the ages. Choice quote: "The dining room, deep in the hotel, is a broad space of high ceilings and coving, with thick carpets to muffle the screams. It is decorated in various shades of taupe, biscuit and fuck you.” <— reading this was one of the few moments in my life I think I chose the wrong profession.
Are you listening to the podcast S-Town? WHY THE HELL NOT? So go listen to it first, and then read Pacific Standard’s profile of how the podcast was made: How the Host of ‘S-Town’ Gained Subjects’ Trust and Made Tough Reporting Decisions.
Don’t forget to breath, sweethearts. Let’s get through this together.