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Living Our Best Thirty-something Lives

All of my friends are summer babies, it seems, and we’re all turning 30 and asking each other how it feels. We dreaded it a few years ago, making lists about all the things we wanted to accomplish and fearing we wouldn’t get to any of them. And we didn’t really! I ACCOMPLISHED NONE OF MINE. Zero. I didn’t visit a new continent. I didn’t publish a short story. I didn’t make a zine. I didn’t even do the easy ones, like run a 5k or chop all my hair off!

Snacking Habits of the Post-Millennial

There is a lot to love about this Venessa Wong piece in Businessweek. “Generation Z,” first of all. What happens after them? I mean I know climate change is real and happening and we’re screwed, but WE HAVE RUN OUT LETTERS. Someone really should have planned ahead with this.

The Fate Of The Knowledge Worker

Marthine Satris has a very on-point essay up on the Millions today, called “Collared or Untied: Reflections on Work in American Culture.” She talks about the creation of the white-collar “knowledge worker” and its place in everything from Portlandia to Dickens, then looks at two new books about work: Biz Stone’s memoir, the title of which I am too embarrassed to copy and paste, and Nikil Saval’s Cubed. Love you, Marthine.

Arranged Marriage: Probably Not the Answer We’re Looking For Here

WNYC’s Arun Venugopal takes to the streets for his Micropolis series and talks to New Yorkers about “the struggle to find that special someone” and whether or not there is an answer to be found in arranged marriage. Per one 28-year-old Brooklynite Venugopal found smoking outside of a bar in the West Village, “Helllll no.”

The Downsides of Trying to Retire ‘Inside of Your Screensaver’

Suzanne McGee has lived in six continents on three continents, and understands the allure of wanting to jump on a plane, head south, and never turn back — especially when it looks like you might not be able to retire until you’re 125. Imagine! Living in some cheap place for $25,000-ish a year and never enduring another winter like this one again. I certainly spend every January swearing up and down I will do this some day soon.

But of course there are downsides — cultural differences, complicated visas, leaving behind friends and family who you’ll have to pay a lot of money to go visit. Also these more practical challenges I hadn’t thought of:

On Being a Grown Woman

Artist Molly Crabapple writes for VICE on how she feels about turning 30 now that she’s done it, despite how much everyone made her worry about losing her youth, beauty, innocence, and so on.

The Less Romantic Side of Farm Life

Is the Debt Ceiling Prepper Christmas?

This Sun, That Moon