Author: Fiver
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The Problem with Oliver Anthony and the Rich Men North of Richmond
Thoughts on the viral star At this point, I’m sure that Oliver Anthony needs little introduction. Following the success of his omega-viral hit, “Rich Men North of Richmond,” Anthony has become an overnight sensation. The video currently sits at 60 million views and has united millions of people from all races, creeds, and even countries with…
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And I Will Rise–
I, asshole, kissing with a bloody nose or split-lip or vomit-mouthed, in the middle of the game, in bookstores and in weddings, embarrassing everyone.
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The Menu: “Content,” Consumerism, and Disposable Art
The Menu has generated a lot of discussion with its themes of privilege and class, but I think that it also has some very interesting points to make about consumerism and the way that we interact with art.
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Try
But for all these things, let me say thatI did.I wanted to be someone. That goes on for a while. As well asthe parts you saw. And my hearthas borne me places strange but also trite,like this cafe where I sit and writemy silly words. But at least withoutwaiting for some pretty girl to fall…
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The Social Construction of Reality by Peter Berger & Thomas Luckmann
The question at hand is how does what passes for “knowledge” and “reality” within a given social situation or context achieve this status? How do groups of people come to share an agreed upon “reality?”
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The Story He Told
She came against his will, knocking on the door after the last bus back to Seoul had already left.
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The Rules of Attraction
By Bret Easton Ellis “The rich, privileged kids at Camden College play by a new set of rules…” So reads the back jacket of Ellis’s 1987 novel, The Rules of Attraction, which follows the exploits of three wealthy college seniors (Lauren, Sean, and Paul) through a semester at their expensive private school. Ellis’s work reached…
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All That You Could Ever Say
Why should it be so difficult to tell some passing stranger that you aren’t angry anymore?
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Hunch
Tik Tok will murder poetry. This much is obvious. For the moment, we may all still cry in a witless harmony, that does not hear for its preoccupation with speaking, Here! Here is my stupid, illiterate heart! Make of it what you will. But what comes after all that? Will digital bodies still hunger for…
The Barking Years 