Your weekly Bruce

I had a friend once who never understood what it was about Bruce Springsteen, so I am not surprised we are no longer friends. Don't make this same mistake! Here he is improvising in front of a bunch of Germans with a necktie tucked inside his shirt, for some reason.

Your weekly Bruce

May you find as much joy in anything as he does in performing for an audience.

From Born to Run, Chapter 66: The Rising:

Our band was built well, over many years, for difficult times. When people wanted a dialogue, a conversation about events, internal and external, we developed a language that suited those moments. We were there. It was a language that I hoped would entertain, inspire, comfort and reveal. The professionalism, the showmanship, the hours of hard work are all very important, but I always believed that it was this dialogue, this language, that was at the heart of our resiliency with an audience.

Good morning!

Great things happening in the world! We're all doing just fine!

Says Vogue: "Just Friday, The Guardian reported that Swedish model Arvida Byström received rape threats after she appeared in the Adidas Originals campaign with unshaved legs, even though her blonde hair and petite frame otherwise match most existing beauty norms."

Interesting how randos with keyboards (and, presumably, fingers) still toss out rape threats at the drop of a hat, isn't it? Interesting how that remains the default go-to response to any woman who steps over the arbitrary line they've drawn for acceptable behavior and/or comportment for 49.588% of the world's population?

These are all exclams and question marks of aggression, btw. Do not mistake me.

In other news, my name is Kari, I'm 48 years old, and I like Dave Matthews. Hope you can handle it!

3 things for today

1. This from Jami Attenberg's #1000wordsofsummer daily email:

I write because it is the thing I have to offer, the one skill I have. I write to make people feel less alone in the world. I write as an act of service. I write because I want to communicate messages with the world. I write because it's a political statement, because I'm a feminist, and I want to exercise my freedom of speech. I write because I believe in myself, and that I have something worth saying. I write because I'm an artist, and if I didn't make my art I'd probably go mad.

2. This from Cloe Madanas at Alternet (via Kottke): Here are the 14 habits of highly miserable people:

Fearing economic loss has several advantages. First, it’ll keep you working forever at a job you hate. Second, it balances nicely with greed, an obsession with money, and a selfishness that even Ebenezer Scrooge would envy. Third, not only will you alienate your friends and family, but you’ll likely become even more anxious, depressed, and possibly even ill from your money worries. Good job!

3. This text from a fellow childe of the 80s* who understands my heart; we discovered last weekend that we share many of the same SXM faves:

*Technically we are children of the 70s, but the 80s was our defining decade, when we had sentience and Top Gun cast upon us.

4. A reminder that there are glories still: