Tag: First World Problems

The Perils of Postmodern Love

 

Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, perhaps the one holiday hated by everyone — the one day when all singles long to be coupled and all couples long to be single. With Valentine’s Day come obligations and expectations: Christmas, but without the music, gingerbread cookies, and living-room conifers. (“I bought her a box of chocolates last year — and a bottle of sauvignon the year before that. Hmm. What to get her? I guess a Trumpy Bear will have to do.”)

No doubt, the Internet will soon be awash in articles about the dating scene, which, like the weather, is something everybody complains about … but nobody does something about. It’s frankly a wonder that a problem so universally acknowledged should be in want of a solution. Yet here we are.

Why is it so hard to date in 2020? Why does every single person feel compelled to submit to the ongoing pain and humiliation of online dating? Why does my generation’s romantic pessimism make Greta Thunberg look like a climate optimist? The reasons are simple, really — (a) we’ve failed to develop the requisite social habits, (b) we’ve lost the institutions capable of guiding us toward marriage, and (c) we have standards.

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Liberal Washington elites are worried that DC will lose its chic urban hip vibe when Trump and the Deplorables come to town. Pretty much the Kamehameha of #FirstWorldProblems. Michelle Obama has burned off her date-night meals at Washington’s new generation of acclaimed restaurants by pedaling at SoulCycle. President Obama has shopped for Jonathan Franzen novels with his […]

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First-World Predicaments

 

shutterstock_164988680So, I’m reclining in a chair at the bedside of an old man, asleep, in a nursing home. Life is easy when the senile sleep.

On the other side of my chair is a coffee table with a single item, taunting me: a container of delicious cookies.

The catch is that it’s one of those clear plastic snap containers they sell in the bakeries of supermarkets.  If I try to open it, the loud snapping will undoubtedly wake my slumbering charge.

First World Problems

 

Recently, we adopted a pair of kittens.  They’re cute, cuddly, feisty; all of the things you’d expect from a pair of kittens, all of which our eleven-year-old cat holds in disdain.  Whenever the kittens are near, he hisses and occasionally takes a swipe at them.  It’s a problem, but not a true problem.  It’s probably the biggest problem we’ve got at present, and it humbles me.

We also have a half-dozen kids, two with special needs.  This presents a number of problems on a daily basis but –having been in this parent-gig for thirteen years — those daily challenges act more as speed bumps: they slow down the pace of the day, but aren’t really barriers.