The Bodega at the End of the Internet

“Next, the Takers systematically destroy their competitors’ food to make room for their own. Nothing like this occurs in the natural community. The rule there is: Take what you need, and leave the rest alone.”

I’m now thirty-six years old, and the convenience-store-worker-me is eighteen. None of the other workers who did their training with me are here anymore, and we’re now on our eighth manager. Not a single product on sale in the store at that time is left. But I’m still here.

When I first started here, there was a detailed manual that taught me how to

He felt oddly empty now that he no longer had the key to work on—purposeless and directionless.

DOWN WITH THE MAN (AND MADISON AVENUE): SOCIAL KNOWLEDGE AND THE HEDONIC TREADMILL

If you find yourself dreading Mondays, quit.

Pessimism drifts in the air like a virulent pathogen, infecting multitudes.

I often like to talk about feminism not as something that adheres to bodies, not as something grounded in gendered bodies, but as an approach—as a way of conceptualizing, as a methodology, as a guide to strategies for struggle. That means that feminism doesn’t belong to anyone in particular.

The pleasures connected with his work were pleasures of ambition; his social pleasures were those of vanity; but Ivan Ilych’s greatest pleasure was playing bridge.

Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.