So yeah, I woke at 5 am and went to Dumbo to watch the Royal Wedding under the archway. Look, I’m human, and I like human interest. And, also, there’s a certain appeal of watching a whole person grow up. I mean, how many people have you seen at their mother’s funeral, on their first day of college, skiing in Switzerland, and without a shirt on? Prince William doesn’t know who I am, but I’ve known him for my whole life. And sorry to be gender-normative, but who gives a shit about the Superbowl? Men. So women get to have a day when the media lavishes too much attention on an event of real no social, political or economic importance.
one of my myriad of interests