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Great article in the NYTimes

The ‘Busy’ Trap, by Tim Krieder

June 30th, 2012

If you live in America in the 21st century you’ve probably had to listen to a lot of people tell you how busy they are. It’s become the default response when you ask anyone how they’re doing: “Busy!” “So busy.” “Crazy busy.” It is, pretty obviously, a boast disguised as a complaint. And the stock response is a kind of congratulation: “That’s a good problem to have,” or “Better than the opposite.

Notice it isn’t generally people pulling back-to-back shifts in the I.C.U. or commuting by bus to three minimum-wage jobs  who tell you how busy they are; what those people are is not busy but tired. Exhausted. Dead on their feet. It’s almost always people whose lamented busyness is purely self-imposed: work and obligations they’ve taken on voluntarily, classes and activities they’ve “encouraged” their kids to participate in. They’re busy because of their own ambition or drive or anxiety, because they’re addicted to busyness and dread what they might have to face in its absence.

Almost everyone I know is busy. They feel anxious and guilty when they aren’t either working or doing something to promote their work. They schedule in time with friends the way students with 4.0 G.P.A.’s  make sure to sign up for community service because it looks good on their college applications. I recently wrote a friend to ask if he wanted to do something this week, and he answered that he didn’t have a lot of time but if something was going on to let him know and maybe he could ditch work for a few hours. I wanted to clarify that my question had not been a preliminary heads-up to some future invitation; thiswas the invitation. But his busyness was like some vast churning noise through which he was shouting out at me, and I gave up trying to shout back over it.

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Feeding the Dutch Duckies

So many fan posts from the ’80s on tumblr! I haven’t seen some of these for years. Thanks for posting!

Venus in Haute Couture, circa 1986
Photographer: Bill King
Model: Frédérique van der Wal

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Haven’t seen this in a while! Thanks for posting this!

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FAB Magazine

Part 1 of Maurice Sendak’s final interview


npr:

“He didn’t really know the way to the hospital. But he blamed that on his bike for not being fitted with SAT NAV,” said a police spokesperson, referring to Satellite Navigation.

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