Saturday, November 16, 2024

This Is Not the Life I Ordered -- They Call It Starbucks for a Reason

 I'm not a luxury coffee drinker, but I did feel like sitting in a coffee shop recently instead of reading alone at home. The pandemic lockdown cured my compulsion to "go somewhere" every day and especially night, but I still like the occasional people-watching communal vibe of cafe culture while I'm reading. So while I was downtown -- should we even still call it that? 😅-- I went to Starbucks in the West Village, the one on Seventh near 12th Street that has all the delicious looking croissant and focaccia sandwiches and everyone literally looks like a million bucks. Now, I hadn't been to a Starbucks in years (other than to drain my bladder), probably since the pandemic, but I was prepared to pay an extra dollar or two for a small coffee that came with a little amusement and stolen glances by and at other gay men. So I ordered a "tall" coffee, their smallest cup, black, no sugar.


"$4.60."

Huh? There was no way I was paying more than it costs for a single stuffed to the rafters chicken taco at Chipotle for a cup of drained beans. So I cheaped out and went to a nearby bodega and ordered one for $1.75 and sat on a bench and enjoyed the brisk autumn wind and parade of attractive rich people and micro-celebrities that always look so well put together cavorting or sitting on the stoops in the ridiculously gorgeous and twisting streets of the West Village.

What I'm wondering now is, is that just that location (and those like it) with those anabolic prices (and pretty food) or has Starbucks really gotten to the point of charging nearly five bucks for about 10 oz of black coffee. I'm going to check out the location at Lenox and 125th near where I live up here in Harlem and find out if the coffee chain is really this committed to living up to its name.

Wednesday, November 6, 2024

This Is Not the Life I Ordered --Reactions to the Second Coming


We are smarter than they are. We are better looking than they are. We are more well-traveled and culturally multilingual. We are more empathetic and interesting and open-minded and flexible and curious than they are. And, frankly, we don’t need a president. Because we are more self- sufficient than they are and have more cultural currency than anyone, anywhere, presidents included, in the world.

So let them have their president. We’re the Americans that make this country relevant, interesting, fun, exciting, and the most culturally influential place on Earth.

So let’s let them keep doing the grunt work and worshiping their leader. Let them keep toiling beneath us in the wooden provinces of their own minds and elsewhere as they elect the Trumps of now and forever. And we will keep dancing, loving, creating, inventing, learning, thinking, growing, and changing the world in a few of the most powerful and dynamic cities and enclaves on the planet by just being our marginalized, ahead-of-our times selves.

Being the majority is not our thing. The best are always the few.

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Even her concession speech is presidential. So much grace, charm, and eloquence.

Which brings me to what I am coming to realize just writing about those qualities: The USA is not about these things. Grace, charm, eloquence, along with refinement, intellectual curiosity, and aestheticism, are values some of us carry individually, or in certain cultural subsets, but this isn't the U.S.'s jam. These traits are far more influential in other, more subdued and older countries. Ours, quite simply, is either too young or is not situated to ever be one of those places. This is a country of power, strength, global influence and military reach, and -- crucially -- economic prowess. Those of us who value the subtleties, the little dignities and elegances, the poetry and charm of character and progressive enlightenment, we are the outliers here.

This is why we travel so much more than other Americans. Why many of us are not living in or have lived outside the regions where we were born.

We can't lose what we've never had. We can maintain those qualities individually and independently of our national ethos. But it was never really about the finer things here in this country. The USA has never been about character. And in the hands of the President Elect and his cohort of conquerors and hyper-capitalists, don't expect it to get much more character-driven any time soon. In fact, I think we are about to see a USA more ruthless and brutalist than ever before. And that's one superlative this next president would probably agree with.

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Bl*ck Male Trump voters: "We don't like being told we're supposed to vote Democratic. We have our own minds."

Trump: "Then stop being manipulated by the left and vote for me instead, even though I wouldn't have rented to your grandparents 50 years ago and
I describe African nations as sh*thole countries and, with your vote, I'm poised to defeat the first viable female presidential candidate in U.S. history who looks, talks and laughs like your mother, your aunt, your grandmother, and your baby mama. "

So the bl*ck male Trump voters decided to finally at this particular moment in time stop being manipulated and doing what they were told to do.... by being shamelessly manipulated and doing what they were told they were supposed to do.

#GoFigure 🤯🤷🏾‍♂️🤦🏽🙆🏾‍♂️

Monday, November 4, 2024

This Is Not the Life I Ordered - The "Intervert"

 MADE-UP WORD OF THE DAY:


Intervert: Someone who is shy and remote around those who are not like themselves and wildly social around those one finds relatable.

I just thought of this word (and there may be one that already exists for this definition that I just don't know, so feel free to share it if you do) when I received one of the biggest compliments I've gotten in a while -- maybe ever -- when I discovered that someone described me (to someone else) as a "conversationalist." I've never thought of myself that way, obvious as it now seems to me, especially because I can be very garrulous in some situations and around some people and inordinately shy in and around others.


One thing I cannot do is smalltalk. My brain is not capable of having a conversation about bullshit. (If you don't know me well and just ask me what's up, I will probably just smile and shrug while I try to think of a passable response and suddenly fear I appear boring.) Meanwhile, I'm too pretentiously highbrow (and unapologetically so) to discuss gossip or celebrities or anything I think is basic, common, or small. (Tomorrow will be a very prolific exception to this rule, FYI 😆) Yet, it's hard to expect witty repartee and meaningful discourse or even just a good laugh from everyone you know. (Honestly, today it's just hard period. Even in NYC. Being clever just doesn't seem relevant anymore.)

I think part of being an "intervert" is feeling socially insecure and superior at the same time. Any other interverts out there that I know?