Sometimes Music Just Mooooooo-ves You, Mmmkay?
My darlings, good morning! As this week is a short one for readers on both sides of the 49th parallel, I know some folks are having trouble focusing and getting work done in the face of everyone in your office being off and/or your plotting how to beat your neighbor in the block party burger cook-off (back the eff off, Kevin! Your Beyond Meat contribution is both precious and smug.) Or you’re a Canadian nursing a maple martini hangover (those exist, don’t @ me nerds,) back at work and cursing your crudely loud neighbors to the south. I get it. So let’s get through this, together!
Whilst the President of the United States bumbles his way through negotiations with North Korea, Secretary of State John Bolton is perfectly happy being in Mongolia instead, thankyouverymuch. It’s not like we need the head of our diplomatic department on the ground as Trump negotiates with an authoritarian mad man who wants to join the Nuke club.
Today, in about time: the Commonwealth of Virginia added deep-fake images and video to a law criminalizing the distribution of revenge porn.
This Missive is a little thin today because I’ve spent the last 25 minutes going down the rabbit hole that is the “Justin Bieber’s manager buys company that owns Taylor Swift’s album” story. It’s a perfect story for me, as it combines my love for debating the intricacies of compensating artists for their work (and how freaking messed up the record label system is—see: Jojo having to re-record her top hits because her old label is sitting on them out of spite) with my thirst for the drama of passive aggressive celebrity instagram posts. Swoon! #blessed
The Center for American Progress is selling their left-leaning news site ThinkProgress.
And finally, here’s a dad playing saxophone for a herd of cows, because I know y’all need something lovely and pure this morning.
I appreciate you. Be kind to each other.