essays

We’re obsessed with productivity, but it wasn’t always this way. From the 19th-centruy tramp acts to Taylorism and modern self-surveillance, this is how work became a religion. To save our sanity, we might need to embrace the radical act of doing absolutely nothing.

Old money whispers while new money shouts. Those born rich feel secure, but the newly wealthy often flaunt their cash and judge others harshly (and wrongly) simply to prove they belong.

We traded real taste for algorithm-approved uniforms. True style doesn’t come from trendy aesthetics; it grows from trial, error, and embarrassing faux pas. To reclaim your identity, ditch the feed, wander aimlessly offline, and dare to love things other people think are trash.