Because “Means Girls” is the best movie of all time.
America is drowning in the opinions of old dudes.
Also, betting most of these old dudes are white.
Because say no to regifting! (Hearts included!)
Gente, I love holiday music. Hell, I am a holiday music evangelist. (But in the secular, mostly-dance-music sense of the term, natch.) It’s just that simple. So for the time being I’m finna turn this tumblr to my own holiday jukebox.
Enjoy and a bailar!
Systema Solar, “El Boton del Pantalon” from La Revancha del Burro.
Rubén Albarrán y Los Fabulosos Cadillacs
currently punching myself in the face repeatedly
Ruben performing Celia Cruz’s parts in Vasos Vacios. <3
“Full disclosure and transparency are essential. The rest is whoredom, not journalism. When a journalist becomes a copy-writer for big advertisers giving him or his publication money, and does not clearly disclose the conflict of interest, he or she has ceased to be an independent journalist and joined the lucrative profession of public relations.”
In another fantastic and necessary rant on “native advertising,” Andrew Sullivan tells it like its.
Meanwhile, more than a century earlier, Tolstoy questioned how money warps motives in journalism.
That time (five minutes ago) when the Manhattan sky looked like a campfire. #nofilter
Edit: Actually, the whole album is gorgeous. You should go listen.