October 2011
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The meaning and origin of "trust fund kid."
Recently, I’d read Rush Limbaugh invoking on a mass scale the sort of cheap class warfare rhetoric that gets tossed around art schools, rock clubs, and other places where youth come together to take drugs and collectively sort out questions of privilege and authenticity among themselves. That is, referring to Occupy protestors as “trust fund kids.”
This was a phrase I heard a...
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Hundred Dollar Bill.
It seemed certain to me that the self-promotional possibilities inherent to the Internet must mean it is positively crawling with people calling themselves “Hundred Dollar Bill” — used car salesmen, event promoters, smalltime playboys, aging radio DJs, corrupt government functionaries, anyone named “William” whose career or lifestyle might be burnished by associating...
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"2012 U.S. Cities Contemporary Art Rankings: A New...
For decades, artists have wondered: is New York really America’s only truly world-class art center, or has L.A. become its peer? Is Minneapolis actually a more rewarding place to make a career as an artist than other Midwestern cities like St. Louis or Kansas City? Does the influence of Harrell Fletcher in Portland and current widespread interest in social practice make that city a bonafide...
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“Many of these protestors are bored trust fund kids, obsessed with being...”
– Rush Limbaugh on the Occupy Wall Street protestors.
So it’s come to this: the Right is finally stealing talking points from art school kids. Substitute the phrase “those guys in that one noise-rock band that moved to Brooklyn” for “these protestors,” and I remember...
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“I love the end of an American television program — he’d loved...”
– Again, my sincerest congratulations to Riaz Moola for using robots to distill three years of blogging into one perfect, perfectly representative sentence.
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"As a related note, I now have a 1.4mb dump of...
I checked in with Herbach and I know all of the New Frontier-themed optimism, forward propulsion and questionable cross-genre meddling. You’ve known a lot more than ten years; it’s great that local ceramic artists compete in some cinemas.
So: my parents’ basement. But I’m pretty sure it’s really tacky to give my life and work. Kissy-kissy, possibly tipsy mash notes...
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The sneeze guard at a members-only gnostic buffet.
So I recently picked up a copy of Atlantis Rising. It was in a Barnes & Noble knock-off in Waupaca, WI (pop 5,676 as of 2000), complete with political biography bestsellers and green signage. The best feature was the magazine rack. It was about half the store. And what do you do when you find a magazine trove like that? Yes, dear reader, you buy a bunch of obscure magazines. What else can you...
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The forgotten Minnesota Twins of 1975.
Tom Lundstedt played his third and final season of major league baseball with the Twins as a back-up catcher. According to his website, he is now known as “the funniest investment and tax guy in America!” He lives in Emphraim, Wisconsin and runs real estate and tax seminars.
Mike Pazik pitched for the Twins 1975-1977, with an ERA of 5.79. His pitching career ended when a van he was...
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Glee webisodes recap.
when asked if the fox.com glee webisodes should be considered glee canon, showrunner mitchell warwick answered in the affirmative even though wyatt (who was killed off in the heartrending rabies/gloria estefan episode of season 2) confusingly is shown wielding a billy club in the gang fight montage of webisode 03. whatever your feelings are on the controversy, here’s the recap all you gleeks...
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Year three.
As I mentioned last week, October 12, 2008 is when this mess went live. To commemorate the event, several faithful readers have created their own fake South 12th posts. They’ll all be posted here today.
Enjoy them, and thank you very much for reading, emailing, calling, commenting, reblogging, liking, subscribing, linking to, writing postcards, sending packages, funding various Kickstarter...
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Ten years.
In honor of the 10th anniversary of my first blog, hilariously entitled The Boy Looked at Johnny and located on a little-used blogging platform located in the furthest backwaters of the Internet, I present to you the very first entry, posted ten years ago today on October 8, 2001, and edited minimally for incriminating content:
Today I — Andy Sturdevant of Louisville, Kentucky — have...
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On the fence about whether this is a good idea or...
The third anniversary of South 12th, this very thing you’re reading right now, is coming up next week. Three years in Internet time is a fairly long time, and it’s easily certainly the longest-running online presence I’ve ever actively cultivated. Even my Friendster and MySpace profiles, which wouldn’t strictly count, fizzled after two years or so. Better yet, it keeps on...
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