When Blue Smoke opened, I wrote a tough review. Danny Meyer’s kids go to the same school as mine, so Meyer comes up to me and puts out his hand, and says, “I just want you to know that was a very helpful review and we’re going to do better next time.” So that’s how the Meyer Hospitality Group handles a situation like this. Other restaurateurs have different methods.
If MIT’s Sociology Department has the highest public profile of any unit within the university, then it stands to reason that it must exist. While it may seem locally less tangible than the departments of Brain & Congitive Sciences, Economics, and Anthropology on the actual campus, this is obviously some sort of temporary anomaly given that it comfortably outranks these units in a widely-used report on the public impact of academic departments. The only conclusion, then, is that the Sociology Department does in fact exist and the MIT administration needs to backfill any apparent ontic absence immediately and bring conditions in the merely physically present university into line with the platonic and universal realm of being.
Quite a few journalists go to work for banks, that’s true. Why? There’s better pay, sure. But it’s also because journalists have no idea what they’re in for. Sometimes I would come across one who had gone over to our side and he’d have this shell-shocked look. The first six months they are like, what the fuck? They had no idea because bankers were always really, really nice to them.
While the FSA didn’t take any enforcement action, police in London are now investigating whether brokers provided illegal kickbacks, these people say. “There aren’t specific rules about whether you can send your clients to go see prostitutes,” an FSA spokesman said. “You have to pick what sort of things you look at as a regulator.”
At Vulture, Josh Wolk suggested that the made-up video illustrates everything that’s wrong with television news. I think it illustrates everything that’s wrong with viral marketing. Kimmel’s prank is not a biting satire, nor is it a mirror to our stupid culture. It’s a hostile, self-promoting act—a covert ad for Jimmy Kimmel Live—rendered as ironic acid that corrodes our sense of wonder. If the Web provides a cabinet of curiosities, full of freakish baubles of humanity, the hoaxer smashes it to bits, then counts his money while he preens atop the rubble.
As well as destroying a computer containing one copy of the Snowden files, the paper’s editor, Alan Rusbridger, agreed to restrict the newspaper’s reporting of the documents.
The Government also demanded that the paper not publish details of how UK telecoms firms, including BT and Vodafone, were secretly collaborating with GCHQ to intercept the vast majority of all internet traffic entering the country.
Tumblr founder David Karp, in a washed-out Terry Richardson shot, buck naked except for a strategically placed Nexus 7 tablet; on the screen of the tablet, a Georgia O’Keeffe painting.
Our superb waitress, Tammy, who also teaches geography at the high school, informed us that every steak automatically came with a couple of things: shrimp cocktail, salad, baked potato, breadsticks, ravioli, spaghetti with marinara sauce, a relish tray, a salami and cheese plate and spumoni or vanilla ice cream.