This article in Men’s Health encouraging people to go for long, aimless, “stress-busting” drives alone was published on April 18, 2015. Written by two men in the first person, the author impulsively decided to take a 170 mile drive to a state park, and rhapsodized about the exhilarating restorative quality of releasing 0.14 metric tons of CO2e into the atmosphere (340 miles round-trip in an Audi S7). The year 2015 shattered temperature records. According to the Men’s Health Media Pack 2015/2016, “the editorial ethos is founded upon empowering readers to achieve success in every facet of their lives. We call this service journalism.” Men’s Health readers, the media pack boasted, spent 1.4 billion pounds on cars in 2015. This article was accessed online in July of 2019.
“But look, Socrates was fucking Greek, man. I mean, what influence has that culture had on us as people now? Those wrapped-up leaves with rice in them …I mean, that shit doesn’t taste that good, but it tastes pretty good. And you kind of sit there, and you eat it, and you go, ‘All right, these motherfuckers, they ate this shit, and they made a bunch of motherfuckers drag fucking rocks up a hill to build some big old colossal thing. And they tried to create this whole society.’ And what was the food left over from that? These fucking grape leaves wrapped around rice.”
Neil Strauss, ‘Soul Asylum: A Hard Dazed Night’, Rolling Stone, June 29, 1995.
The singer Liza Minnelli married concert promoter David Guest on March 16, 2002. They separated a little over a year later, and things turned acrimonious pretty quickly. But it was by all accounts quite a wedding. Elizabeth Taylor was the matron of honour and Michael Jackson was the best man. My father’s friend was one of the many attendees and was kind enough to bring me back some souvenirs: a heart-shaped box of chocolates and an American flag pin wrapped in an AIDS ribbon, with their names and wedding date embossed in gold.