The White Lies of Craft Culture (Eater)
A really interesting look at the inherent whiteness of “Craft” food and brews and how it erases people of color:
Craft culture looks like white people. The founders, so many former lawyers or bankers or advertising execs, tend to be white, the front-facing staff in their custom denim aprons tend to be white, the clientele sipping $10 beers tends to be white. Craft culture tells mostly white stories for mostly white consumers, and they nearly always sound the same: It begins somewhere remote-sounding like the mountains of Cottonwood, Idaho, or someplace quirky like a basement in Fort Collins, Colorado, or a loft in Brooklyn, where a (white) artisan, who has a vision of back in the day, when the food was real and the labor that produced it neither alienated nor obscured — and discovers a long-forgotten technique, plucked from an ur-knowledge as old as thought and a truth as pure as the soul.
Kai Cole Has Posted a Devastating Account of Joss Whedon’s Hypocrisy During Their Marriage (The Mary Sue)
I’ve gone back and forth about posting about this, but it’s something that has stayed with me throughout the week, and I find myself thinking about it a lot. Joss Whedon was one of my idols during my formative years, and while I’ve begun to find some things about his work and things he’s said a bit on the problematic side, Buffy remains my favorite TV show of all time.
His ex-wife Kai Cole posted a public account of their marriage, detailing his numerous affairs, and it is devastating (although not entirely shocking). The Mary Sue links to the entire post, which is worth reading, but they also offer commentary that mirrors my own thoughts:
A lot of what Cole describes from Whedon sounds like sounds like classic “nice guy” behavior and entitlement; it’s the sort of stuff we’ve all seen before. For example, Whedon reportedly described his Buffy affair like this: “When I was running Buffy, I was surrounded by beautiful, needy, aggressive young women. It felt like I had a disease, like something from a Greek myth. Suddenly I am a powerful producer and the world is laid out at my feet and I can’t touch it.” I mean, ew.
What got you thinking this week?