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The first is pretty obvious if you engage with sports at all. ESPN has a gambling hub that's not just "expertise" but actual gambling. And I hear all kinds of gambling talk in places and/or from people I'd never associate with gambling.
As an addict in other forms, I'm very curious what it all looks and sounds like ten years on. Substance addictions are rooted in a pretty explicit loss/gain transaction, which obviously doesn't benefit millions and millions of people at all but at the point of sale there's no mystery to it.
Gambling isn't just a sedative or a high, it's a fantasy choose your own adventure that never runs out of chapters, and whether it's you or your co-worker or whoever that gets the good ending just enough to outweigh the bad, the more ubiquitous it is the more...what, cowardly or even just boring it can feel to tap out.
I'm pretty grateful I spent my gambling days convinced I could nail a couple NBA money line parlays a week, only to watch them almost never pan out and get over it fairly quickly.
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As for the language thing, it dips into other aspects of culture as well. One of the more remarkable lines from the Jennifer Lawrence comedy "No Hard Feelings" is when she's looking for a friend at a high school party and screams "doesn't anybody fuck anymore?!" But I don't want to go on about this one for too long because I'm honestly lost at sea here. (Edit: Since I wound up making the mistake of going on and on anyway, that bit stood out to me because of reactions to things like the Oppenheimer sex scene, which was definitely awkward but by all accounts intentionally. But I also re-watched Booty Call recently, and it's definitely remarkable how sexless most sex comedies are, let alone everything else.)
If this demands a list of credentials, they are: all the ones (most?) OKPs want. But I increasingly can't stand the culture war from either direction. I get that everybody wants to be seen and respected for who they are, while more importantly recognize I'm exactly the stereotype of the guy that'd stand on a soapbox and ask for a little grace when I accidentally use a term some community I'm not a part of decided was linguistic agent orange.
I meant to say initially that I don't see the benefit of discussing this as much because more than anything as insufferable as EYE sometimes find it, this shift is clearly benefiting far, far more people than not. Even in so-called "safe spaces" full of other '90s white guys from the Midwest, it's significant how much "well-meaning"/"innocent" remarks get frozen out or straight up rebuked these days. So again, I'm hoping not to frame this as a grievance, 'cause I'm not the one to begin with.
I've just found myself over the holiday season listening to the old Patrice O'Neal "Black Phillip" broadcasts, as well as random Bodega Boys and Cumtown clips...which the latter two are pretty contemporaneous but GODDAMN were they impossible to recommend to most people in their early years...and feeling a little bad for laughing so hard. I dunno.
I really just wanted to point at the second one and say "culturally, this is significantly different." But I blabbered on as usual, and I guess I'll take the dismantling if it's due. So long as we agree identity and gender language has shifted MIGHTILY, I've got no line in the sand. Those shows, for better or worse, have just had me reflecting on it all, specifically how intensely I'm enjoying privately what I'd just as eagerly call out publicly.
~~~~~~~~~ "This is the streets, and I am the trap." � Jay Bilas http://www.popmatters.com/pm/archive/contributor/517 Hip Hop Handbook: http://tinyurl.com/ll4kzz
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