Today Subject Lines Are Hard, And Other Post-Coffee Crises.
Folks! It’s halfway through the week, more than halfway through September, and just waaaaaay too close to, yet somehow too far away from the 2020 election. Fun fact: last night I mispronounced entropy and someone was super impressed I knew some kind of fancy thermodynamics term, the lesson here being say anything with misplaced confidence and conviction and you too can seem more well-read than you are! Also: my dinner conversations are SUPER FUN. #TheMoreYouKnow
TO THE INTERNET!
Today in “I Love Elizabeth Warren”: 'One Woman, and Millions of People to Back Her Up.' How Elizabeth Warren Made Fighting Corruption A Feminist Rallying Cry.
And in online services I surely do not need to know exist but now terrify me: Flirty or Friendzone? New AI Scans Your Texts for True Love. (Folks, if you’re flirting with me, please tell me. I’m dumb as relationship rocks. Hell, if you’re flirting with anyone tell me, because I love happiness. And gossip.) h/t to Friend of the Missive Max for bringing this 2019 terror to my attention.
Look, y’all know I’m for regulation because I am a freedom-hating hippie (NSA, that was a bad joke.) But there’s something about the wave of anti-vape regulation across the country that makes me nuts, mostly because the regulation is written badly and has unintended consequences, which is I’m sure part and parcel for most regulation and omg, do I have to turn in smug progressive card now? Oh wait, no, it’s that I have issue with selectively-applied vice regulations that will most likely impact low-income people and people of color more than others. And that I sure as heck don’t like the idea of another substance criminalized to lead to great mass incarceration. Soooooo I guess I have to move away from San Francisco now? From the National Review: Thanks to Michigan’s New Vaping Rules, It Looks Like I’m Going to Prison.
There is absolutely no joke in this piece, it’s just a genuinely awful series of events: The silenced: meet the climate whistleblowers muzzled by Trump.
And finally, this is my favorite tweet of all time, hands down, there is no better Twitter:
In the words of TNW’s Big Spam, love you! mean it! And be kind to each other.