It’s true, I love junk mail. Not the relentless “quit cable and save”/”sign up for cable and save” garbage; but I do rather enjoy catalogs and flyers full of fancies that I would not have sought out on my own. This especially applies to emails, which when I’m not in the mood to sort through the spam, is easy enough to delete from my life sans a trip to the recycling center. I do quite enjoy an inbox brimming with links to new products, up and coming designers, and article teasers on everything from politics to polka dots. My favorites? Purewow and NYMAG.
That said, this weekend’s pile up has been quite disappointing with regards to content.
1. Good.is I’ve had my gripes with Good’s pick of stories before; sometimes it’s plain to see that a ‘novel’ idea is just new. Period. No goodness involved.
This is how I see the latest article sent my way by the site; an article on shipping container grocery stores in “food desert” communities (I term I actually like very much, by the way. Quite the describer.). The problem with this project and thus the article promoting it, is that while the organizers/designers have correctly identified the problem (no locally grown foods in poorer, dense urban communities + transportation costs to get fresh, healthy foods increases the price of apples, et., exponentially); however, their solution – temporary, small, not on wheels -doesn’t actually solve the problem of transportation costs (shipping containers cannot drive themselves!). It also doesn’t take into consideration the fee to design and build a shipping container store ($$$) and apply for things like permits to renovate and ‘park’ a box in an empty lot and all the other paperwork with which only someone who has been to city hall could empathize (the lot may be empty, but it’s still owned by someone!). Additionally, if this project is funded by a grant or otherwise, would it not be more useful to use that money towards creating a fresh, local food aisle in the existing convenience stores, by and large run by community members. This way, the overhead cost of building and maintaining a box would disappear (the convenience stores already exist!) and locales who will continue to shop the corner stores whether or not a big red box is selling tomatoes down the street, will have easier access to the fresh foods they may not pick up if not adjacent to the Hostess cupcakes.
Besides, there are plenty of truly awesome rehabs of shipping containers and equally admirable local food programs (weekly farmers markets that don’t require build or paperwork). Thanks for pointing out a new idea, Good, but either it’s time to change your moniker or increase critical thinking.
Gripe 2. Fab.com. Since launching earlier this year I’ve purchased an incredible pair of earrings from nervous systems (n-e-r-v-o-u-s.com) and a few magazine subscriptions at super deep discounts. Mostly, I enjoy looking at the six designers/brands they sell for a short period of time at reduced prices, even if some of the price tags are still incredibly steep. I especially love the inspiration that strikes: the “I can do that!” lightbulb-above-my-head response. But sometimes the products are just goofy (to be expected I suppose, when you endeavor to put up six new catalogs of products 5-6 times a week). Take for instance the necklaces Sergio James is trying to sell me today (photograph above).
Clearly he also went to Michael’s when they had that epic sale on drawing an artist supplies last month and bought up all the wooden modeling figures. And all the acrylic paint. Why didn’t I think of that. Okay, I know why I didn’t, because it’s looney!
Actually, I am sorely tempted to ask Fab.com 1)what were you thinking? Do you think people who use these models in class want to hang one around their neck, wrist or pant leg? Or, if these items are intended for people who don’t recognize that these bendable wooden figures are not baubles, do you think those people want a wooden man to hang around their neck, wrist or pant leg? and 2) did anyone buy this? Did Sergio make a killing or is he walking away from this weekend no more the richer?
3. There were more bad sales, items, ideas. I swear. Thing is, I deleted them from my inbox out of disgust. And owing to the fact that I ran out of memory boosting Ginko Biloba supplements yesterday, I cannot remember all my gripes; and I think I am a happier person for it 😉
’til the next batch of junk mail arrives, adieu.