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This week, radioactive boars swarmed Fukushima. The Golden State Warriors made NBA history. Ringo joined Springsteen in boycotting North Carolina. An octopus successfully broke out of a New Zealand aquarium. The Canadian government proposed to legalize euthanasia. And the infamous monster was finally discovered at the bottom of Loch Ness. Well, it turned out to be a 1969 film set prop—but that’s still impressive right?

The Attawapiskat First Nation in Canada declared a state of emergency in response to a recent rise in suicide attempts among the youth, reaching a breaking point when a suicide pact of thirteen was broken up this week. With no access to clean water, electricity, or education, this community has long faced third-world living conditions despite being built immediately next to one of the richest diamond mines in the world, owned and operated by the lovely De Beers. This Maclean's piece by Joseph Boyden is required reading no matter where you live—on intergenerational trauma and why crisis in a community of 1,800 matters so damn much.

I first tried to take my own life on my 16th birthday. It was a serious attempt. I lay down in front of a car speeding toward me. I believe I understand what it is like for an Indigenous youth, albeit a mixed-blood one in an urban setting, to feel despair so crushing you don’t want to live anymore. The difference is, I was immediately swarmed with the best medical attention. When I was able to walk again, I was made to see a psychiatrist for the next number of years. I was given medications and all form of support and counselling and help. Why are the people I love up north not getting this same help in times of deep crisis?

This epic piece in The Guardian isn't really an explainer about the great impending shift in the sugars vs. fats debate. More so, it's about how science is as driven by interpretation and ego as any other discipline, and when we forget that, the consequences can be devastating. "We tend to think of heretics as contrarians, individuals with a compulsion to flout conventional wisdom. But sometimes a heretic is simply a mainstream thinker who stays facing the same way while everyone around him turns 180 degrees."

Jia Tolentino is the deputy editor at Jezebel and begins this piece by describing the daily slew of emails she receives selling things purporting to “empower” women. Things like underwear, divorce, Miley Cyrus, sending nude photos, receiving nude photos, declining to send and receive nude photos, and leggings. Her article calls for pause on a practice many of us now pass for normal: the appropriation of the word “empowerment” to mean something it was never meant to mean, something that only hurts us more.

It's not often a poem in The New Yorker stops us dead. But so it was last year with Ocean Vuong's "Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong." Every line of this short piece was a tripwire. This week, their Page Turner blog follows that up with a beautiful profile of this young "poet of the American experiment."

If you put on your do-gooder hat and don’t like what those you’re doing good for do, maybe the problem isn’t them? The twisty tale of Wikipedia Zero, and its elegant hacky repurposing by pirates in Angola, is fascinating for many reasons, but mostly for how it should push everybody involved to understand their own perceptions of what an open community should be.

As we unsettle the earth’s environmental processes and send things spinning into scary, irreversible directions, we have created a new kind of homesickness for ourselves. This one comes, not from leaving home, but from watching the world change beneath our feet. One scholar calls it “solastalgia.” What other new vocabularies do we need to comprehend what’s going on?

There was a lot of hubbub last week about Medium rolling out new tools for publishers, and our beloved The Awl making the jump to their platform. Over at Nieman Lab, Laura Hazard Owen explores the real estate analogies being used on all sides to discuss this. And gentrification, to us, seems apt. Medium might be lovely and easy to use, but is moving into it akin to choosing the pristine condo with the gym in the basement and a party room covered by condo fees (so long as you book it well in advance and please don't make too much noise)? In other words, is Medium gunning to be the downtown Toronto of internet publishing? 

It’s actually about ethics in comments journalism. The Guardian turns the festering cesspool that is their comment database into something surprisingly valuable—a vast data set which, when objectively analyzed, shows how trolling and abuse are disproportionately targeted towards women and people of color.

Kashmir Hill continues her excellent reporting at Fusion’s Real Future on the unintended consequences of IP mapping, geolocation, and the nightmares of those who end up living at default points on our maps. No, they don't have your phone. No, they didn't grift you. No, they didn't download those pictures. But could you kindly call off that SWAT team?

The California Sunday Magazine looks into a crowds-for-hire industry that’s no longer just for politicians. While there’s nothing like a flock of pretend fans to make you feel important, what are the ethics of paying perfect strangers to testify at your college expulsion hearing?

Sure, Merle Haggard might have stood for everything that was wrong about conservative mainstream "outlaw" country music. But he died last week and, damn it, we're sad. In tribute, here's those lefty New York neo-Marxist longhairs of n+1, tracing the contradictions of the Okie from Muskogee, arguing that his songs vibrate somewhere on the Trump–Sanders axis—the working class being something you can't caricature in either direction.

The Ripped Bodice is the first all-romance bookstore to open in North America. For the moment, we'll dream of writing you The Overprint from the Culver City shop's very lived-in red velvet couch, intermittently lost in a copy of Anaïs Nin. 

And last but not least, a small pocket of scientists are using brain imaging to consider the benefits of LSD—not just for understanding the mind, but for treating it too. Neato.
“Just put me in, coach!"
 

And that, as they say in Hollywood, is that.



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