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I have been obsessively reading the New York Review of Magazines. Which apparently is different from The New York Review of Magazines. I read mostly the stuff on the first link, which has a Magazine Death Pool blog, and reviews of other magazines such as Jane and Wondertime. It also featured a story on the now-defunct IPA, which was the distributor for many indie magazines, who folded in the wake of its bankruptcy. (Kitchen Sink and Clamor shut down because of it.)

Anyway, it's a pretty interesting read (at least for me), but also kind of snarky when they shouldn't be. For example, they bitch about being able to find most of Entertainment Weekly's content online in other forms, and imply that this means that the magazine is probably going to lose circulation over time because their subscribers can get it for free. That's faulty reasoning - a lot of people don't go online in the first place, and it's easy to read a $2 magazine on the train. Magazines are in this weird space right now - there's more and more magazines being launched everyday, but also more folding as they find out that they can't keep up with the Internet or find enough advertisers to support their content. On the flip side, there are some magazines that manage to defy the odds and actually increase circulation and pickup. The recent launches like Good and Geek seem to be doing okay, and magazines have started branding themselves in order to stay in business - such as Readymade and Dwell. It's a trend that I don't like, but which seems inevitable. (I mean, I saw Dwell-branded sheets in freaking Macy's at high-end designer prices - they look nice, but do people actually buy sheets based on a magazine they read?)

Hmm, I just had a thought: magazine publishing industry similar to the garment/sweatshop industry?

I'm still reading A History of God, by Karen Armstrong. I'm almost done with it, but I keep having to stop, because it gets really tedious sometimes. It's not that it's boring or hard to read - it's written in a very familiar tone, but she says the same thing over and over again. I also think she gives way too much credit to Buddhism. (It's not as simple or as bloodless as she seems to think it is.) I don't know how much she studied Buddhism before reading this book, and she doesn't mention it that often, but the implication is that people would be much better off if they approached religion as Buddhists do. It's weird that she keeps interrupting the history of Western conceptions of God with mentions of Buddhism, because it's totally distracting. Other than that, the book itself divides chapters into different conceptions of God - God of the Philosophers, God of the Mystics, etc. And now I'm on the one where maybe God is dead.
Apr. 6th, 2007 10:40 pm

easter

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Palestinian Christians celebrate Easter. With lots of recipes.

Found via Serious Eats. This link is for Mark.
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From Hanif Kureishi:

You can't ask people to give up their religion; that would be absurd. Religions may be illusions, but these are important and profound illusions. And they will modify as they come into contact with other ideas. This is what an effective multiculturalism is: not a superficial exchange of festivals and food, but a robust and committed exchange of ideas - a conflict that is worth enduring, rather than a war.
Jun. 18th, 2005 11:39 pm

a mess

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Today was a mess. I left one of my purses at home - the one that had my wallet, driver's license, credit card, badge, etc, and didn't realize it until I got to work. There was a while back when I was wondering why I saw women on BART carrying 2 or 3 purses at a time in the morning, but now I don't. I bought myself a large, cute bag from KaraB, and it fits my small purse with all the mentioned necessary stuff, my lunch, 2 books and a magazine. Yes, I need 2 books to read, in case I finish the first one and need something else to start on. Anyway, today I completely forgot about my small purse, which was also carrying my iPod, so I was stuck listening to NPR again. (Also completely forgot about a meeting I was supposed to attend. Oops. Luckily, it will have no bearing on my job performance. Wondering if I will ever work in a place that is not Office Space.)

From NPR, I learned a lot of depressing things, and heard a lot of liars and scumbags justifying their stupidity and evil as somehow "patriotic" and "American".

I had no money for the MUNI train so I walked back to the BART station, where my train was late. I felt like I was on one of those Japanese bullet trains where everyone just tries to shove themselves on. I was pushed and jarred and squeezed in between a bike and a homeless man.

I had the following conversation with an apartment person:

Me: Hi, I'd like to make an appointment to check the place out.
Her: Have you driven by the place yet?
Me: No.
Her: Well, we ask that people drive by first before you request an appointment.
Me: I live in *really far East Bay suburb* and I work from Monday to Friday, so it's kind of hard for me to just drive by.
Her: We only show the apartment from Monday to Friday from 9 to 5.
Me: All right, then. Thanks, bye.

I knew that customer-service tone of voice, too, because I've used it myself. It's that tone where you just repeat what you know you have to say, flexibility and special cases like the fact that your "driving by the place" would mean an hour's drive for a two second glance be damned, because rules are rules and nothing's going to change. That's why I hung up, but I was sputtering a little afterwards. I may be wrong, but don't most people who are looking for apartments look during weekends and evenings, because they have jobs that will pay said rent? Other people I talked to seemed amenable to me checking out places during those times.

Tomorrow we're going to Marine World, and having fun with whales and dolphins. Taking my cousins, who have never been before.

Just finished Killing the Buddha, which is kind of weird. It's a collection of stories - various authors rewriting chapters of the Bible, interspersed with the two main authors, two guys who decide to travel all over the U.S. and collecting people's religious stories. They find them in strip clubs, in a pagan circle, in Southern churches, etc. I don't think there's actually a Buddha story, though.

I found it strange and compelling, but felt impatient with it. I'd gotten this book free from Bookslut (result of one of their giveaways yay!), and thought it would be totally awesome. I think the problem is that I don't know what they were trying to do with the fiction. It pulled in so many directions that I had a hard time reading the book and staying interested enough to move to the next chapter. I liked the nonfiction sections, where they talk to random people and get all their stories about how they find god and stuff like that.

Then I started reading Edgar Allan Poe and wondered if he spent most of his life wishing he was dead. He certainly seems in love with the idea.
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