Archives for August 2005

Highly Targeted

As promised, though overdue– our assessment of the “controversial” All-Target issue of the New Yorker: Big deal. No, that’s not exactly right. In fact, we’d like to see more of this sort of thing. Given the economy of the last four years, no one deserves a vacation more than magazine ad sales executives, and we […]

The Gift That Keeps Giving

It was a surprise to come back from vacation to hear that Village Voice and New Times may be well on the way to a merger. You may remember as I do that it was someone’s unenviable job to make Village Voice Media properties profitable enough to justify the significant investment it had required by […]

Make That Bird Shut Up: Random Notes for My Proposed Study on Parrotology

  I broke my brain. I’m not shitting you. It was joggled around in some giant, anonymous pair of hands and tossed end-over-end, without hope or desperation, down a scarred velvet table in a dark and nearly empty casino. Have you ever felt like a moth that has been pinned to a post and is […]

How I Spent My Summer Vacation, And: Some Things I've Decided My Hypothetical Parrot Might Say

Pay attention. Let it be. Say exactly what you think, and what you mean. Stop pretending it’s so damn hard to be human. Show your teeth to God. Do what you can. Every time you notice the stars –and I hope you’ll notice them often– I want you to think of me alone in this […]

The Decaying System

There are a few gaps in our health coverage. I went to the dentist this morning for my semi-annual cleaning and check up. Sometimes I go 8 or 9 months between, mostly because of my schedule and his. But I always go eventually, and sooner, rather than later. I’m glad I can afford it. I […]

Down Pat

THIS is football Everyone who’s got a brain, and there are damn few of us left, is not even that upset about Pat Robertson’s calling for the assasination of Hugo Chavez. That sort of boorish behavior by Americans is pretty old news, after all. In case you haven’t been paying attention, Robertson and his ilk […]

Istanbul, Turkey

Annie, a student at Wheaton College, in front of the Blue Mosque in Istanbul, Turkey. Author(s) and Location: By Annie Belz

Sweet Spot

Stepping off the light-rail train at Minneapolis’ Midtown/Lake Street station, you’re surrounded by a menagerie of pastel glass panes, seemingly hovering in midair on the elevated platform. For a tiny second, it feels as though you’re exiting the famed El in Chicago, though this station is newer and tidier than any stop on the Loop—the […]

Show & Tell

It’s hard to explain—it was just something I slid into,” said Andy Rempel. He was describing his job as a fashion stylist, which is akin to defining style itself. After all, what is style? Rempel offered an explanation. “I think of it as playing with ideas of what’s appropriate and expected,” he said. “You twist […]

We're Holding Our Own

The autumn moon looks too far away, an amber porch bulb draped in a tattered shroud of moths, all but a handful of stars faded into the weave. Buoyed up on the breath of the lake, frail whispers of wood smoke foretell the winter. Out on Superior the lights of a freighter ride the horizon. […]