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***Entry 323***
Saturday, January 4, 2003
02:54 p.m.
I've Gotta Archive
When Mayor Williams was re-inaugurated [re: re-gurgitated] this week, he called his party "The People's Celebration." Reports from local activists show that "The People" is a highly subjective phrase. Luke was expelled from the "Celebration" because he confronted fur-wearing party attendees. Bork was pre-emptively detained.
These actions remind me of my experience the Mayor's security staff last year. And, on the whole, these experiences do not bode well for the second Williams administration. If this is how he treats individuals who passionately care about DC's neglected, I am proud to be excluded from Mayor Williams' "People."
***Entry 322***
Friday, January 3, 2003
09:42 p.m.
The Joy of Protest [Meetings...]
The next State of the Union protest meeting is tomorrow. I'm really excited about organizing this protest because it gives me a chance to return to the kind of politics that really excites me. I see this protest as taking off from the protests surrounding the Republican and Democratic National Conventions in 2000 as well as the Open the Debates protests and, of course, the Inauguration. Unlike the anti-corporate globalization movement protests that are too multifacited to really be effective, political protests against two party hegemony are simplier. And, in many ways they are more appealing to Americans. After all, roughly a third of the American electorate are so-called "independents."
Generally, I despise attending meetings. However since this protest has *so* much potential, I can't help but be a little excited.
***Entry 321***
Friday, January 3, 2003
09:37 p.m.
Blog O Rama
I've been meaning to write about this for a while...but given the internet issues at 942, I haven't really had any free time... Anyhow, my friend [and ex-housemate] Alan Bushnell has created a Collaborative Video Blog. It's a really *hot* project with all kinds of interesting stuff. Unfortunately, I'm using a slow as dirt dial-up connection again and uploading video is seriously out of the question. But soon...
***Entry 320***
Friday, January 3, 2003
12:24 p.m.
Bad Corporation!
The Multinational Monitor has published its list of the worst corporations of 2002. Gosh, Joanne, I'd *love* to hear a libertarian perspective on this...[hint, hint...].
***Entry 319***
Friday, January 3, 2003
09:35 a.m.
Don't Eat, Don't Drink, Don't Cheat...etc.
According to this post article [and Fox 5 @10 last night] eating, drinking, and otherwise cheating the metro is not going to be tolerated anymore. Apparently, the metro has created a new police force--which is authorized to make arrests--for criminal behaviors within the transit system. Yes, this here is homeland security at it's finest. Of course, in NYC...and Boston and other cities, eating and drinking in the train is a-ok.
It's not just that NYC subway runs all night...it's that criminalizing food consumption isn't even on their minds.
***Entry 318***
Thursday, January 2, 2003
11:23 a.m.
More Competition? More Ideas? Maybe
NC Sen. John Edwards entered the race to be the Democratic Presidential nominee in 2004. He enters an already super-crowded field of contenders, including Vt. Gov. Howard Dean and Mass. Sen. John Kerry.
With the growing number of candidates, the primaries could turn into a fruitful debate about issues or it could be an example of what has been called "the politics of personal destruction." Given the so-called "decline" of the Democratic Party--shown in the nominal loss in the 2002 mid-term elections--emphasing the personalities of the various candidates would be a useless endeavor. By placing an emphasis on the issues that separate the candidates, both the Democratic Party and the candidates themselves will be better off.
The sheer political reality is this: John Edwards has too short of a resume to be a solid candidate, but he's from the South. John Kerry appears to be too elitist and contrived to appeal to the declining American electorate...plus, he's from Mass! So...how to beat Bush? No personality disputes in the primaries. Kerry inevitably wins and chooses Edwards as his VP.
I love politics!
***Entry 317***
Thursday, January 2, 2003
09:44 a.m.
On Writing...More or Less
I wonder if those angst-y writers in this piece have read this enlightening piece. I strongly suggest it. :)
***Entry 316***
Wednesday, January 1, 2003
10:36 p.m.
Happy New Year
I hope everyone had a fabulous New Year's Eve. Here are some photos Clarissa shot at the 942 bash. In case you are wondering...I'm the girl with the all grey outfit, red scarf, black hair...and rapidly depleting bottle of merlot.
Tomorrow, I return to work at the Mintwood Media Collective. I don't know if it will be a long term engagement, or a short term endeavor. Regardless, I'm going to enjoy it. And I'm going to enjoy this year.
Here's hoping y'all will too. Happy New Year. I'll be back to blogging about things other than myself sometime soon.
***Entry 315***
Tuesday, December 31, 2002
12:40 p.m.
Retrospective/Retrogressive/Retrocession: Or Towards 2003
Last year's New Year's Resolutions: Start/Finish "A Critique of Consensus Process," Graduate college, Run Adam's campaign, Stay in the city. Strangely enough, I accomplished every single one of them.
This year, I don't even know what to resolve. Find a job? That's seems insubstantial compared to last year. Apply to graduate school? But, I won't be going until Fall Semester 2004. Work on a Presidential campaign? Sounds like fun, but I need the $.
I guess, I'll keep blogging...if people keep reading.
New Year's Plans
There are a lot of hot parties in Baltimore tonight. I'm not going because I don't have enough $ and I don't want to be on the 95 surrounded by a bunch of drunk people. I'm keeping it safe @ home tonight, where we are having a potluck/party. It should be interesting.
***Entry 314***
Tuesday, December 31, 2002
12:15 p.m.
Nominal Explanations
I've gotten some emails asking where I've been in the last few days. Here's the deal: sometimes situations arise that prevent me from blogging...namely, the lack of an internet connection at my house. Prolific readers of this site remember me stating that Verizon had cut off the DSL and we were getting a replacement in about a week and a half. In the meantime, my housemate Mike set up a dialup connection through the University of Maryland [he's a journalism grad student there...]
Sometime between Sunday and Monday that connection died as well. Since nearly everyone is out of town, I couldn't just go and visit a friend with the explicit intention of getting online. Currently, I'm at Mintwood HQ working on a laptop that strains my fingers. It's unpleasant, but worth it. It's strange how people appreciate me more when I'm gone.
Here's what I've been doing for entertainment/time wasting now that I don't have an internet connection:
I finished The Mole People. It was a nice waste of time, but I don't feel like I learned anything substantial from it. As a work of "investigative journalism"--it was only nominally successful. The book centered on the experience of the journalist herself--as an educated middle-class white woman looking at the tunnel dwellers, even if she attempted to avoid that. Would it have been better as a true ethnography? Doubtful. Was it entertaining? Somewhat.
I read Jack Kerouac's On the Road. [The Amazon reviews are quite silly...] First, I must note, that I had never read this before--but it was on my "Must Read" list since high school. Honestly, I couldn't help but allow myself to be influenced by this work. Since I attempt to be a fan of brevity, I'll simply say: it showed me that it doesn't matter what I do for money--as long as I continue to write. Afterall, that's the only thing I really care about these days.
I went out with some friends to see Gangs of New York. It's an incredibly long film, but worth the experience. I like plots that are vaguely disconnected...but wrap up together in the end. Without giving away the final scenes, all I can say is that it reminded me of what I've read about the crack down on the Paris Commune in 1870...and why I'm not a fan of violent revolution. That said, the film is visually stimulating, although Cameron Diaz was an awful pick for "Jenny."
***Entry 313***
Sunday, December 29, 2002
11:46 p.m.
Thoughts From A [More] Clear-Headed Writer
Things I thought about writing on...but am never quite capable of putting into simple/logical/coherent word patterns. Or...this article. Here's some choice quotes:
But worry - constant, unremitting anxiety about bank statements and mortgages and bills - is not a good state of mind to write in. It drains your energy, it weakens your concentration.
Brief response: employ me. Then I can write well.
The teller had become invisible, and the story worked much more effectively as a result.
I've got some issues with the "death of the author" concept. Largely, I think I have been victimized by it. Ironic, eh? Err...not quite. [See...lack of clarity...employ me...]
I find myself in a pithy pattern of incessantly writing that I should write more when responding briefly to the works of others. [There's a statement chalked full of incoherence/irony/etc...ha ha ha.] I can blame this on my instable financial situation/mental state or I can blame the medium [that is--the blog] for my lackluster responses. Or I can blame both and call it a day. That seems like the simple answer.
***Entry 312***
Sunday, December 29, 2002
09:03 p.m.
Ending Entertainment
Jason Buckley has gotten himself into some trouble with Metallica and the Cafe Press Intellectual Property Rights Agent. But J has a blog... so, he has the last word.
***Entry 311***
Sunday, December 29, 2002
04:50 p.m.
Relishing Boredom
Nearly all of my close friends are out of town now...celebrating the holidays with their family and friends from back home. Must be nice--for me, "back home" is about an hour and fifteen minute drive into the exurbs.
I'm kind of bored, but I'm entertaining myself by:
1. Updating the Zoe FAQ page.
2. Reading The Mole People. [It's not exactly an intellectual persuit, but it's the holidays...]
3. Searching for jobs.
Fun? Maybe?
***Entry 310***
Sunday, December 29, 2002
12:53 p.m.
More Vomit-Inducing Opinions...Literally...
I'm 99.5% sure this is an example of yet another American using the legal system to get rich. One of the suits involves a Bronx teenager who tips the scale at 400 pounds and whose mother, in papers filed in U.S. District Court in Manhattan, said,"I always believed McDonald's food was healthy for my son."
That quotation comes from this opinion piece which attempts to show how McDonald's and other fast food restaurants *are* in a convoluted way responsible for the growing size of Americans...blah blah blah. To be honest, I'm not even that interested in writing a solid response to this piece. It's even sillier than the "dream of a revolution" piece that I blasted below.
***Entry 309***
Saturday, December 28, 2002
04:32 p.m.
Life in the District
Leaving aside the more complicated issues of "moral authority" for now, Colbert I. King has written an interesting column about the "state" of the District.
Put simply, DC is rotten...
Because a pervasive climate of impunity prevails in the city. It thrives in a culture where explicit, measurable job performance standards don't exist, where favoritism and nepotism carry the day, and where sanctions and firings are reserved for people without connections.
How much should we thank Congressional control over city affairs for this condition?
***Entry 308***
Saturday, December 28, 2002
03:15 p.m.
Indymedia and Blogging
Chuck O sent out an email to a group of people who participate in Indymedia that included this line, written by someone else: I suspect that
blog killed the indymedia star.
I've been thinking about this extensively. And the email communications between the group have certainly increased my interest in this concept. My friend Josh has been super critical of my blogging because he says that it decreases my interest in writing Zoe's Diary and because it limits my readership to the people who already know about this blog. In other words, my blogging is neither participatory nor deliberative.
There's something substantial about that argument--on a micro level. Yes, because I've become a compulsive blogger, my participation in the Zoe's Diary project has decreased. Yes, my readership at the blog is significantly lower than my readership at the DC IMC. However, on a larger level, blogging provides me more than indymedia ever has.
Rabble/ Evan has posted a long and thoughtful response to this indymedia vs. blog discussion on his blog. I will leave the analysis of his thoughts to what is accessable on his site--which is largely the same thing that he posted in email communications.
Rabble states: I think we could learn from blogs. They are a personalized medium which lets people develop reputations. This means that when I got to a blog, I know, that the same person published it today as who published something on it last week. With indymedia we've got enforced anonymity. There is no way to find all the articles by a specific author, to indiciate that you value their opinion, or build a reputation around their work.
My reply via email to this concept was to state that there are ways, within the existing indymedia concept to allow writers to consolidate their work into one place; the obvious example would be the Zoe's Diary project.
I also suggested placing links to local bloggers who also participate in indymedia concurrently on the local indymedia sites. I realize, however, this is something that largely pertains to DC. Within the DC IMC, there are five people who are also blogging regularly. To a certain extent, many of us blog about our participation in Indymedia or our thoughts about indymedia.
And now for the elitism part: The problem appears to be that those of us that are more high minded about the potential for indymedia to truly represent media democracy have become disillusioned as the various sites in the network have exploded with nonsensical rants, anti-semitic/ racist posts and have been exploited by trolls. Many of us have turned to blogging as a method of expressing ourselves--and thoughts that would never resonate well with indymedia readers--and as a way of engaging in media democracy.
That said, I don't think that blogging has or will kill the indymedia star. The two outlets do not need to be mutually exclusive. In fact, by blogging about this--indymedia may just be saved from its own slide into oblivion.
***Entry 307***
Saturday, December 28, 2002
02:40 a.m.
Fire and Brimstone
The cab fare from Alexandria, VA to my house is $20.65. How do I know this? Our ride from Lemur Lounge back to the city, ditched us after the metro had closed, forcing Jill and I to choose between spending the night in Falls Church [yi!] or heading back to the city via cab. I guess, because I know the cab fare, the choice we made was clear.
Our ride=an ex-friend. Don't come to any of our parties. Don't call me or Jill on the phone to hang out. Don't talk to us again. As my NYC pal, Rachel, says: "you are dead to me."
***Entry 306***
Friday, December 27, 2002
10:02 p.m.
Looking Back at Writing
I found my request to join the DC IMC moments ago, when doing the weekly google-search of my name.
It's kind of strange to see the idealistic person I once was represented in archived email form. However, it's certainly fitting. If there has been one thing that has held constant in the years I've been writing incessantly--it is my understanding of the historical importance of my work.
I've written numerous times about my own vanity--however, this is not one of them. I merely recognize that I've been writing at an incredibly interesting moment. The things that I have covered over at Zoe's Diary should be useful to historians at some point in the future. The blog writings, on the otherhand, are less likely to be useful to historians. Unlike Zoe's Diary, Beyond Zoe's Diary/This is Me [read: this blog] represents only *my* thoughts on certain issues and my own development.
Nevertheless, I keep writing here because I always feel that I have something to say. I guess if it is useful to me, it has some value.
***Entry 305***
Friday, December 27, 2002
08:10 p.m.
My Day with the Morons
All I wanted to do was return an ill-fitting business suit and replace it with something else. Apparently, that is a difficult task for the moronic employees of the Metro Center Hecht's. When faced with the question, "Can I return this here," ...
Counter 1/ Third Floor Employee: "Well, we sell this brand on this floor, but not this suit. You have to go to the fourth floor, on the right."
Counter 2/ Fourth Floor/ On the Right Employee: "No, you have to go to the other side of this floor to return that."
Counter 3/ Fourth Floor/ Other Side Employee: "No, that was bought separately. It's not a suit. You have to go to the third floor."
Counter 4/ Third Floor/ Different Employee: "Yea. You can return that here."
Except that it wasn't that easy. The Counter 4/ Third Floor/ Different Employee couldn't figure out how to scan the gift receipt in correctly. She called her manager for help, but still couldn't get it right. Eventually, she told me that the receipt was saying that the items had already been returned. [They were in my hands...] So she called her manager again for help. The manager said to give me store credit for the current price of the business suit--likely far less than it was paid for originally.
I agreed to this--if only because I just wanted to get something else and get out of the store. I'll spare you the details of my search for something else--I'll just tell you that I emerged from the Metro Center Hecht's with nothing but store credit.
After this series of experiences, I will be using that store credit elsewhere.
The lesson: Why can morons find jobs while I remain unemployed?
***Entry 304***
Friday, December 27, 2002
01:45 p.m.
The Perils of Post-Idealism
There's something incredibly depressing about reading a late night fantasy of a revolution. The anonymous writer of this piece on the DC IMC newswire, claims it was written as a response to a joke; however, s/he [?] writes:
We all have our ideas and dreams about it, some of which we believe will some day happen and some of which we basically accept as only a dream. The vision of the revolution which I am about to describe may seem ridiculous, which is why it is a fantasy of sorts.
The revolution s/he describes is silly: Since an anarchist revolution can’t really be imposed or forced onto people, imagine if anarchy was simply agreed upon through a process of consensus. I wonder if people who espouse revolution as a means to solve all the world's problems--politicians, cops, rich people, etc--have ever read anything other than propaganda pieces produced by people with a vocabulary limited to "fuck that" or "fuck this." While, the writer of this piece does not need to read my "A Critique of Consensus Process" to see the faults in his/her argument, s/he might want to read Locke's Second Treatise...particularly the sections on how people consent to leave the anarchistic state of nature for the stability of [majority rule] government...
But herein lies the problem--his/her vision of revolution is ridiculous, however, s/he claims it is beautiful. It's not beautiful--it's the vaguely coherent ramblings of someone who truly wants to change the world, but only understands destroying it. It would be a huge logical leap to argue that this is the same problem destroying the anti-corporate globalization movement. And an even larger logical leap would be to state that the goal of destroying the world is the foundation of the anti-corporate globalization movement.
I will not argue that those leaps are legitimate; the anti-corporate globalization movement cannot be reduced to one foundation/any foundation nor can its decline be blamed on the beautifully inept ramblings of an undereducated individual who believes that revolution is possible and beneficial.
Last year, when I spoke out about the decline of the anti-corporate globalization movement , I ended up having to defend myself with this:
I have stated before that unless we criticize our faults and change our tactics we will never be able to liberate those people that you called oppressed. But we will never be able to liberate ourselves either--even those of us that are middle class. I admit my cynicism. But I don't want to be cynical. My whole reason for writing a piece like this is to encourage change and to improve the movement so that it actually will do something for the world...
The irony is that, "I don't want to be cynical" is like "I don't want to be a nihilist." It implies that I have already taken that road and am looking back longingly at my idealism and wishing for something to grasp on to. That simply never happened and it's doubtful that it ever will. The problem with a piece like "a late night fantasy" is that in my post-idealistic state, I don't even want to turn around and look longingly. I want to run even if it means plunging into cynicism or [yi!] nihilism.
In too many ways, I'm bored with explaining myself.
***Entry 303***
Friday, December 27, 2002
01:35 a.m.
Boom...
"Oh my god, Josh," I said quietly, "Someone just got shot."
A few seconds passed as we stared at each other, unclear about what just happened. There were screams...there were people talking. Josh and I ran to the window and saw a small group of people converged outside his house on 10th St. between Westminster St. and S St. NW. I instinctively hid my purse in the laundry room.
Josh tried to call his housemates, but the conversation was stifled by police sirens. After watching from the window, Josh and I decided to go outside and learn what had happened.
Eventually, the story would emerge from those who had witnessed more...Three punk kids were walking down 10th St. on their way home from a show at U-Turn. A van pulled up behind them and someone inside demanded money. One of the kids said they didn't have any using colorful language. The one girl in the group threw her empty purse at the van. In a quick turn of events, someone inside the van pulled out a shot gun and fired at the kids.
They immediately dropped to the ground and the van pulled away. No one was injured, but they were super shaken up by the incident.
I've come to believe I live in a safe neighborhood. Sure, my car gets broken into every couple of months. But, [knock on wood], I've never been robbed at gunpoint or shot at. It's that ambivalence to the fear culture, I wrote at length about during the sniper phase. I've been in this neighborhood too long to even consider the danger of walking alone from Josh's house to mine late at night. It's less than a block; I feel safe.
After tonight's incident, I'm not sure I can feel that way again for a while. I'm a little shaken, too.
***Entry 302***
Thursday, December 26, 2002
04:43 p.m.
Basking in the Rumor Mill/City
Welcome to the crisis. Jill received a call from a friend saying that Intimacy, last night's party, was cancelled because Bar Nun had lost its liquor license. After a few more calls, Bar Nun's closed status had been temporarily confirmed. This was a terrible situation because Jill's For the People Production company was planning to throw another benefit party there early next month for the DC Rape Crisis Center.
This propelled us to go off on a rampage against the white bourgeois homeowners who are piece by piece attacking what's left of U St. Culture. If Bar Nun was shut down--it would presumably be replaced with another expensive/lackluster restaurant catering to suburbanites and post-suburbanites who moved into the city because it's the hip thing to do. Lament! Angst! Pain! But ...all for nothing.
After subsequent attempts to confirm the closure of Bar Nun, Jill reached the management. It has not lost its liquor license and said party is still on. Expect more details about that party later...
As for now, I'm going on a rampage against the City Paper [read: "City"]. This week's issue, somewhat titled "NY vs. DC" interested me. After all, this dichotomy was the subject of a Christmas Eve dinner party. However, "City" mislead me. This week's issue, is really called the "Fake Issue" and attempts to shed light on the various ways DC is "unreal."
One, is of course, this faux NYC vs. DC thing. "City" writer Tom Scocca is correct to state that: New York has it all over DC, got it? It's New York. The subway runs all night. Yea, yea...but NYC has a lot more going for it.
Rather than attempt to show some of the good things about DC, "City" writers show "fake multiculturalism," "fake prestige," and "fake homebrew." Wow. In "City's" light, DC is nothing other than a montage of substance-lacking "unreality." But, it just gets worse.
"City" writer Glenn Dixon in his "Arts in Review '02: Art" lambasts the lack of creativity and talent in this year's Art O Matic. Dixon writes: If anything, Art-O-Matic, as a visual-art event, had gotten even worse, more sprawling, and more amateurish." And then, Dixon compares Art O Matic to the awful Party Animals project--as if all public art is equally lamentable and should be placed in the same sentence.
"City" writer Louis Jacobson thankfully redeems the value of those "Arts in Review '02" lists by ranking "Open City: Street Photography Since 1950" as the best photography exhibition. It simply was the best--but not only for its size and creativity. "Open City" was *so* multifacited that it included works from the Seattle WTO protests, Wall Street, the third world, and post-industrial middle America. Nothing compared to this exhibition this year.
What's tempting is to compile my own list of the "Best of..." for DC and compare it to the lists in "City." And maybe I'll do that...eventually. Right now, the first thing on my "Best of..." list would be that the closure of Bar Nun was only a rumor.
***Entry 301***
Thursday, December 26, 2002
01:54 p.m.
Some Thoughts on Education Reforms[?]
First, the Post-reports that some states are using a four-day school week instead of the regular five day week. While this measure is saving money, it is requiring all the students to remain in school for longer days Monday-Thursday. The upside is: out west, the students are getting free admission to ski lodges. The downside, as the one detractor in the story tells:
"But the bigger point is: We don't want to cut back education to the minimum level. It's a competitive world out there, and we need to give our next generation all the preparation we can squeeze into their school years. Those Fridays you spent skiing aren't going to help much when you're competing in a global market."
Not surprisingly, the detractor is the editor of the town newspaper--making him the de facto intellectual of the story.
Second, the Post-reports that many Maryland high school students aren't prepared for college. Having graduating from a Maryland public high school, I can say that many of my so-called peers were extremely undereducated. I'm not ashamed of my intellectual snobbery, but if it wasn't for *some* of my teachers, I would have been surrounded by morons.
However, that's really beside the point. After a racial breakdown of the statistics showing the numbers of students requiring remedial instruction in college, there's this choice quote:
Those numbers could go down if the state's new tests, part of the Maryland School Assessment program, prompt all students to take harder courses, Keller said.
Oh yes, because standardized tests are *so* the answer for an undereducated populace. Well, at the very least, teaching-to-the-test, will bore the interesting teachers out of the elementary/secondary teaching professions and will ensure that students have absolutely no ability to think outside the "will-this-be-on-the-test" box.
But, I'm coming from a perspective similar to that of the newspaper editor above. I know the importance of having a good education--and I know that education "reforms" can have unintended consequences. Neither a four-day school week or a series of standardized tests are going to help students be successful. Although, as an underemployed recent-college-graduate, should you really trust me if I wax poetic about how to be successful?
***Entry 300***
Wednesday, December 25, 2002
12:44 p.m.
HOT/FREE Party Tonight [And other festive things]
Hopefully, I'll make it back in the city in time for Intimacy. This is a *free* party @ Bar Nun tonight with Ken Lazee [who spun @ my graduation party] and Jungle Jessi [who is *seriously* one of the best up-and-coming deejays]. I'd say it was "worth" attending; however, since it is *free* that would be an understatement.
And...[via Arts & Letters Daily] if you are looking for festive things to do right now...read this...and then email me about why you've decided to join me in the wonderful world of agnosticism. Or...read this series of reviews by Benhabib...and then email me about deconstructing the relationship between the personal and the political.
***Entry 299***
Wednesday, December 25, 2002
12:26 p.m.
Holiday Spirit?
For the first time in my life, I did not spend Christmas Eve with my family. I worked all day yesterday and it was snowing too hard by the time I had finished. I didn't feel up for the commute, so I spent the time at a dinner party with my lovely housemates and some friends. To be honest, I had a better time with them than I would have with my family at church. [I'm agnostic, remember...]
So, instead of waxing poetic about the meaning of Christmas, etc...I'll treat you to my morning thoughts...compiled erratically in the other journal [handwritten/not online] at 4:53am today.
1. American Democracy as elitism. I know this was covered in "A Critique..." but I'm thinking about returning to flesh out this argument more persuasively. In all likelyhood, this is something that will be delayed until [if] I go to graduate school. My life is too chaotic right now to get into a topic with so much depth...
2. The perilous DC-NYC dichotomy. This was nominally covered in last night's dinner party; however, I was thinking more about how DC always feels sorry for itself when compared to NYC. DC can't just be happy to be the political center of the US--it wants to be the cultural center as well. Oh well...
3. Economic exploitation of young, underemployed college graduates. While this may be a personal concern, it is one that is impacting nearly all of my friends. I don't know how to alleviate it. I don't know what to do--other than keep applying for jobs and hoping for interviews. I'm a good candidate for any office-type job...there's just a lack of good jobs right now...
Clearly, I'm in the holiday spirit.
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