As a ‘90s kid, I never quite imagined that causes could infiltrate music without sounding preachy. But here we are with a whole cross-genre wall of climate change music that genuinely slaps. The latest of that crop is Kilo Kish’s “Bloody Future,” an electropop climate banger that’s stylishly overwhelmed by not just the hurricanes and fires but also the onslaught of media around them. If we didn’t have pandemic, it’d be perfect for dance-floor makeouts with a fellow anxious someone you met online. Instead, maybe you can just send it through the apps?
If you haven’t witnessed it firsthand, you’ve probably at least heard about America’s school bus driver “shortage” (→ general labor shortage → revolt against poor working conditions). But do you know where those bus drivers are going? Amazon. Yes, that Amazon, the one that optimizes human labor so ruthlessly that workers can’t even go to the bathroom. It’s also the one that at least guarantees $15 an hour. Rock and a hard place much?
Meanwhile, the restaurant industry appears to have “cracked the code” on hiring and retention, and — surprise — the secret sauce is “better pay.”
Eleven Madison Park, bless its heart, has in one week become the bellwether for everything wrong with the restaurant industry. First there was the meat room (if you need catching up, Manhattan’s fanciest restaurant loudly went vegan this year— except, it turns out, for the secret area for hyper-richies who simply won’t allow social responsibility to limit their whims). Wells review aside, Grub Street just wrote them up to say, what if fine dining is actually just irrelevant nowadays?
“Even before COVID, grander, upmarket restaurants tended to make headlines not for the glories of their food but for dodgy labor practices and the piggish behavior of their once-admired chefs. Now, with people struggling all over the city, and fashionable tastes veering — as they have been for years — toward three-star tacos, burgers, and bowls of ramen, a fancy multicourse menu feels like the opposite of sophistication to a new generation of diners.” Or in simper terms, “nobody wants to eat this kind of big-dick-energy food anymore!” Cue: very small cows.
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