It goes without saying, of course, that Sgt. Sean Murphy/Boston Magazine's SHOCKED! SCANDAL! "Real Face of Terror" response to the Rolling Stone cover offers way more catnip(ple) to the #FreeJohar crowd than the real thing would have ever dared.
Noted: the Vampire Weekend/One Direction aesthetic.
After 5000 years of war and class conflict and genocide and division of labor, human civilization has finally settled on a universal, perfectly neutral, non-threatening, color-keyed (but not matchy-matchy) way of homosocially relating to our fellow man (i.e., boy). And it’s really not terrible, considering!
The decade since SimCity 4’s release has seen a major urban renaissance. For the first time in history, most of the world’s population lives in cities. Big cities are safer than they’ve been in generations, and cookie-cutter suburbs are falling swiftly out of fashion. In their place, the New Urbanism** movement has taken hold, spreading the gospel of dense, walkable, tech-savvy, environmentally friendly cities. These values have become paramount for cities around the world, and guiding principles for cities built from scratch.
It’s only right that the new SimCity, which Slate’s Farhad Manjoo deems “crazily addictive,” embraces these new precepts and builds on them, showing the rewards and challenges of the new urban planning. Chief among them: understanding all the systems at play in urban life, and figuring out how to manage the information they give us…
It used to be that ignorance was bliss. Beyond managing commercial, residential, and industrial zones, and their necessary infrastructure, players mostly just knew when things went really right—or very badly. Thanks to new computer modeling, however, SimCities are now functions of citizens, networks, resources, and consequences—making them more applicable to the real world than ever before. In past games, all it took to fix pollution was bulldozing some factories. Now, actions affecting the environment have real, lasting consequences.
Um, only someone who has never played the previous SimCitys, culminating in 2003’s magisterial SimCity 4—or, more likely, insists on filtering all his previous experiences through the vulgar Whiggishness of “things were worse in the past”—could come up with this stuff. How else does the new SimCity (to be fair, this was written before EA’s DRM/launch disaster) demonstrate The Way We Trend Now, per Mr. Sneed?
The second lesson was one in resilience—a wildly popular buzzword at the moment….If storage facilities filled up, or transportation shut down, or a fire broke out, people couldn’t work and the city couldn’t make money. Urban resilience had its big moment in the spotlight after Hurricane Sandy….But one thing that’s not as obvious to us, that SimCity demonstrates expertly, is how even small events can have cascading consequences.
So, let’s see. This new game includes, as is the wont of most interactive entertainments, some mechanism of cause-and-effect. Some of these mechanisms even reflect real life—Fires, bad. Also, I’ve read a thing about "resilience" and that big rain storm. I shall connect the two analogically—my SimCity with its beautifully rendered fire; NYC with its Sandy—through jargon that also happens, in everyday speech, to be a word that could mean more or less anything. Best to inoculate myself from charges of sophistry by saying, outright, “wildly popular buzzword.”
“Another way,” Sneed writes, “SimCity accurately captures in the leading edge of urban planning is through its use of Big Data…The game puts the player at the helm of the ultimate smart city as it tracks just about every metric of life in the simulation. At the click of a button, dynamic, colorful maps present real-time data on traffic, crime, pollution, public health, property values, and much more.”
But all these metrics were already in the SimCity of ten, and even 20 years ago. The difference with 2013’s entry is that the underlying complexity of the phenomena Sneed’s colorful overlays (“inspired by Edward Tufte!”) purport to map has been radically curtailed. Properly modded, SimCity 4 could offer not just traffic on streets and highways and trains—but subways, monorails, one-way streets, one-way cobblestone streets, one-way dirt tracks, canals, traffic circles, light-rail lines, tunnels and on-ramps and underpasses of almost pornographic variety (rail through mountain; road over rail; road atop avenue beneath y-junction). Straight out of the box, that game allowed for terraforming, and multiple zoning densities, and agriculture (!). It offered, if memory serves, dozens of (colorful enough) line graphs of finances and stats; the new one, as these hilariously fuming fanboys discover, does not.
Of course, I’m not really complaining about game design here. SimCity 4, besides being eminently expandable and addictive—I think I finally stopped playing upon losing a computer in 2009—was also conventionally understood as being too dense for “casual players.” (Though obviously its hyper-realism just meant capturing, say, 4% of a real traffic planner’s actual work, instead of 0.4% in the original. All games are easy to play!) Indeed, “accessibility” was always a key to the SimCity relaunch; it took a decade, by all accounts, because the suits were convinced that SC4 had led the series down a blind alley of ever-deeper simulation, in the technical sense. In the meantime, the company (Maxis) made billions on the archetypal “casual game” The Sims.
So really, compared to previous series entries, the latest SimCity can be said to pursue a strategy of Little (or Less) Data, even one of (Relative) Ignorance is Bliss. (Again, just a game!) This is problematic for Mr. Sneed, who wants/needs to link SC2013 with Cities qua Urbanism, 2013—i.e., the universal assumption that temporal adjacency = substantive similarity = discursive opportunity. In fact, conscientious Sneed actually talks to one of the game’s developers, who confirms its simplification on the data front. How he finesses this point—how he squares the circle to argue that cities using bigger data and a city-simulation game becoming simpler data-wise are actually manifestations of the same Deep Trend—is so teeth-shatteringly audacious one considers taking a moral vow never to use human language again:
The real problem for the game’s designers: figuring out how to turn massive amounts of data into meaningful information. “We knew from previous SimCitys that there’s this data overload that can happen that turns off a lot of players,” said Stone Librande, SimCity’s lead designer. “[That] game isn’t approachable because it feels like you’re playing a spreadsheet.” That’s a fact that real cities need to realize as they embrace technology and data to help inform their citizens. They can collect and release all kinds of data, but it’s essentially meaningless if it’s not presented in a useful way.
This is a truly diabolical paragraph—every sentence rings with facticity but the whole is entirely fatuous. No doubt, as real cities collect more and more data, the presentation of that data does become a problem. But does presentation matter for its own sake, to make maps of crime and traffic prettier and more “accessible” to citizens? No, if you click on Sneed’s link (to an article written, obviously, by Sneed), you’ll find tell of cities embracing “open data” in order to allow “university researchers and community members to find out what questions the city’s [bigger] data can help answer.” In other words, “accessibility” in this context means making extremely extensive data available in open formats so that third-party nerds can use it to discover the patterns not obvious in just the gathering thereof. In the process, they may design a pretty Google Maps overlay that relates, say, mental health expenses with cat ownership, but such attractive “presentation” is hardly the point even in Sneed’s linked story. How to “turn massive amounts of data into meaningful information”? Not by creating a supercute and pointlessly proprietary application displaying every cat in the neighborhood. Rather, by opening all data sets up to easy manipulation, so that someone discovers just what a public health hazard cats are, even if no one started out looking for that. In other words by making the raw facts—the spreadsheet—available for all.
Which is to say, the true-enough tech-journalist filigree Sneed places around the quote has absolutely nothing to do with what SimCity developer Librande actually says, and comes close to inverting it all together. For Librande, the SimCitys, up to and including 4, were approaching “data overload” in a manner that “turns off a lot of players”; his job was to make the new game feel more “approachable” and less like a “spreadsheet.” The obvious way to do this—use less data, which SC2013 certainly does—can’t be uttered by Sneed as it’d be fatal for his thesis. Instead, he focuses on what was surely one of Librande’s secondary strategies—make the data that does remain in SimCity more comprehensible and visually appealing—as if this "accessibility" at all resembled the problem described in his earlier article: Namely how to make the best use of the urban data that real cities (unlike SimCity) are gathering in exponentially growing quantities.
In the next paragraph, Sneed notes a visual resemblance between SC 2013’s data overlays and a high-tech command center IBM built for Rio de Jeneiro, which I certainly don’t doubt. In the game, "one map might show a high death rate in a corner of a city [and] glancing at a map for crime or illness can shed light on the fact that emergency vehicles can’t get there in time, or pollution is out of control”; the point of Rio’s system is, apparently, to make such correspondences legible in real-life. But these don’t really represent the same world-historical development so much as an accident of representation: Rio’s system, to be successful, would have to be able to discover all the hundreds or thousands of factors that could be behind a neighborhood hike in death rate—something a graphically intuitive presentation would surely help with. The new SimCity, as far as I can tell, is simply presenting some of the information the series has always tracked visually—pollution, emergency coverage—in a manner that resembles the graphically intense urban command centers that Sneed has read about. Because the game is actually tracking less data in many ways than before—you won’t know what effect zoning density has on death rates, because you can’t control density; you can’t examine whether subways bring crime, because they’re aren’t no subways—all the synthetic possibilities of Rio’s systems are probably better reached with SC4’s maps and graphs (which again, pace Sneed, were already plenty colorful and clean.)
Words giveth; words taketh away. That “technical” terms can mean just about anything offers a way out of this profoundly confused mess.
If Sneed (or some editor) insists on connecting SC2013 with the zeitgeist evolutions of the last decade, his bit about “thanks to new computer modeling” has potential. That is to say, the new SimCity may not model “citizens, networks, resources, and consequences” more (or as) completely as previous editions, but it certainly models polygons better. In fact, ever since 1999’s SimCity 3000, Maxis has flirted with a “full-3D” re-haul of the series. Until now, technical limitations have always left the game in its familiar isometric perspective—your view could be zoomed and rotated, but was stuck at the same angle.
All that computing power Sneed imagines anchoring a revolution in sociological simulation is, more likely, devoted to keeping the frame rate up. SC2013 is, in this sense, more “realistic” than all that’s come before; the details are sharper, and you can go from in-the-clouds top-down god view to street level first-person. But even 10 years of silicon advancement aren’t enough to actually recreate SimCity 4 in today’s visual standard: In the new game, city sizes are limited to perhaps a fourth of the old max, or under the size of Central Park. For anyone interested in cities rather than, say, hamlets, even the SC4 max size seemed puny, but that game allowed you to expand across massive regions (then still simply enough visually to allow for a terraforming tool). Regions in the new game are part of its re-orientation to massively multiplayer (read: internet-only, verisimilitude-averse) “social” gameplay.
In short, the new modeling prowess has served to make SimCity more “gamey” and how could it not? If one were to really simulate the process of being a municipal bureaucrat, the visuals could in fact just be spreadsheets. Up to SC4, the graphics improved, but increased computing power was largely pushed to simulation: new infrastructure, new zoning, new demographic parameters. This gave the game’s images a schematic quality: one could imagine the city on screen as a model of the city you were actually controlling through all those spreadsheets. More profoundly, perhaps SC4 really reached (or implied) a certain uncanny valley of simulation beyond which the player would just, say, go to grad school. The beautiful SC2013 converges the models and the simulation: The player feels he’s controlling a “city” just as complicated as the rendered buildings suggest, and no more—no extra imagination or outside suspension of disbelief necessary.
For wide-eyed-leading-the-blind enthusiasts like Mr. Sneed, the new SimCity is geisty because it looks like the other nifty visualizations—including some very important IRL ones—that our graphics cards have made possible. Which is to say, SC2013 as rhetorical object is a simulation of a simulation, a fact obvious enough to the serious beholder. For it doesn’t use it’s graphical power to actually attempt to replicate a real cityscape (where the more conventional uncanny valley looms); instead, it sticks to cartoony exuberance, and adopts the real aesthetic/ideological trend of the decade: When you zoom out, the new SimCity simulates “tilt-shift photography” (which these days means “a digitally processed simulation of tilt-shift photography”)—in short, a computerized model of a model city, a cutesy-beyond-words abnegation of reality as it actually looks, and is.
**This goes without saying, but New Urbanism as such probably peaked, of course, closer to the 1989 release of the original SimCity. As usual this is a biographical/historical conflation—Steed appears to be thinking mainly of “my New thoughts about Urbanism,” which may indeed correspond with the recent release of the new SimCity game.
The decision came after long consideration, the Ohio lawmaker told newspapers from his home state on Thursday. Portman’s 21-year-old son Will, who is a junior at Yale University, discussed his sexual orientation with Portman and his wife in 2011, the senator said.
His son said that his sexuality was “not a choice, it was who he is and that he had been that way since he could remember,” Portman told Cleveland.com during an interview in his Washington, D.C. office.
“It allowed me to think of this from a new perspective, and that’s of a dad who loves his son a lot and wants him to have the same opportunities that his brother and sister would have – to have a relationship like Jane and I have had for over 26 years,” Portman told reporters during that interview.
GOP dad-of-a-gay (cf Dick Cheney) conversions are so hilariously symptomatic of the era. Isn’t it a sign that someone is (small-c) constitutionally unsuited for being a part of (small-r) republican government if the only evidence he’s willing to allow change his mind on some issue is that which comes from within his own nuclear family?
Politicians with gay kids who don’t support marriage (extremely rare) are sometimes denounced as “hypocrites” but i think that better describes Portman’s road to DOMA-ascus here. Like. there was no way to understand how, or even wonder whether, homosexuality might be assimilable into traditional marriage until Willy at Yale (ha!) came down with the symptoms? Is the only way to move Congressional intransigence to get to Willy and Sally? Did you know he smokes pot too?! And is on food stamps?
It’s worth noting that these high-profile political conversions based on family outings still adopt an essentially disease model of gayness. It’s just that we’re happy to accept personal afflictions as identity/pressure groups these days, since no one believes it’s possible to discern any sort of generalized public interest beyond household and tribe. So no, Portman will not become a Republic pariah for this stance, just as Dick Cheney didn’t. Their colleagues will understand that, since there’s no such thing as society, government can only really ever be a matter of sticking up for one’s kin—in the same way that Sarah Palin’s Trig-induced advocacy/empathy for Down Syndrome kids need not have anything to do with her governing philosophy (lol) on public health or federal spending or any other Medicaid-covered condition.
It’s troubling that the wonderfully infectious K$sha single ‘Die Young’ is making me nostalgic for the the sincerer sentiments of Katy Perry’s ‘Teenage Dream,’ obviously more authentic because it happened in 2010, instead of 2012. Is this what mortality feels like?
This yet again for the thousandth time proved what I have always said: that the so-called noble, gentlemanly Magyar is a most infamous, antidynastic, lying, unreliable fellow, and that all the difficulties which we have in the Monarchy arise exclusively from the Magyars.
You have, Your Majesty, stated in your last kind letter that you consider the Slav danger as the most serious of all for our country. I permit myself completely to be of your opinion…. But where is the root of the evil? Who served as teacher for all these elements? Who are the people who achieve everything by revolutionary pressure and blackmail? The Magyars.
Who, even a few years ago, had heard of the Young Czechs or the radical antimilitarist Czechs; who had heard of the Slovene question, of trialism, of Czech schools, of the South Slav question, of Slavization of entire communities and counties etc., etc.? Prague, for instance, was a German town; now you are half-killed if you speak a word of German. The Slavs behave in this way only because they copy the disrespectful behavior of the Magyars and see how they achieve everything by their shameless methods. I am completely convinced, and could go bail for it, that the moment a stop is put to these shameless Magyar intrigues (which would be quite easy to do, since the Magyar as a true Hun and Asiatic always boasts but then gives way in the face of energetic action) the Slavs would end their violent onrush and would again submit calmly and quietly to the culturally far superior German.
1909 letter, Archduke Franz Ferdinand to Kaiser William II
Food for thought on the true origins of modernity’s catastrophes, as parliamentarians in Budapest, in 2012, call for lists to “tally up people of Jewish ancestry who live here, especially in the Hungarian parliament and the Hungarian government, who, indeed, pose a national security risk to Hungary.”
Announcement of royal pregnancy forces British to confront basic facts of heredity
Her injection of DNA brings new life and a different complexion to the next generation of royals.
Thanks to Kate, the House of Windsor bloodline will never be the same again.
Michael and Carole Middleton’s rise up the social ladder has, in many ways, only just begun.
Their recent acquisition of an ancient manor house in Bucklebury, Berks, provides a suitable backdrop for their newly-enhanced status as grandparents-to-be of a future monarch — a monarch who will have as much of their blood flowing through his or her veins as that of the future Charles III, or his mother, the present Queen.
Do the recent Betray-us revelations make it easier to suspend disbelief w/r/t the soapiness—and odd insouciance to security—of Homeland's CIA/Pentagon, or tougher to accept its basic competence (not to mention mostly cordial relations with the FBI)?
Btw, SNL's Homeland take from the other week was really, really good—especially Bill Hader’s Saul—but given that she trotted out the devastating Katie Holmes riff again in the same ep after premiering her baroquely rubber-faced Claire Danes, does anyone get the sense that Anne Hathaway really is becoming celebdom’s cruelest, iciest mean girl? I mean, besides Taylor Swift.
Not whether the hurricane will postpone the election, but whether the blackout should extend daylight savings time, otherwise scheduled to end this weekend. If my memory of Dark Knight Rises serves, the Lower Manhattan Commune, presided over by the Scarecrow, is deciding this issue right now.
Proceedings of the Academy for Brooklyn Anthropology
I guess it goes without saying that noting what the people in front of you in (a hysterical, never-ending) line at the supermarket buy on the eve of a WEATHER DISASTER FROM THE SKY is a matchless opportunity for ethnographic fieldwork. And sure, call me a Boasian cultural relativist, by convenience if not conviction.
But really, Pratt Couple—he with the embroidered Turkish (Turko-Persian?) cravat, she in matching leopard-print leggings and tiny backpack—kale and three (!) containers of feta cheese is what comes to mind?
(Incidentally, there seems to be a major price depression going in fancy balsamic vinegars I used to stop myself from buying—euroPIIG crisis related? I would’ve never noticed unless a rolling-black-cart traffic jam pushed me into the aisle. Score!)
Proof that 'throwing Israel under the bus' doesn't work, or that polling is bunk
An apparently rigorous and pretty well-hyped AP Racial Attitudes poll finds Americans are slightly more racist against blacks (51%) than they were four years ago, which will cause Barack Obama about 2% of the vote. The polling protocol puts the substantive questions about race at the tail end of many seeming generic 2012 Election poll queries. But the real juicy number is buried on page 14 of the protocol:
IMG4. Do you happen to know the religion of each of the following people? If you don’t know, you can mark that too.
Isn’t this the real story from the AP poll? Fully 8 percent more Americans now think Barack Obama is Jewish than think he’s Muslim, or nearly one in five. Given this sample, isn’t it possible these people aren’t so much ever more racist against blacks as increasingly confused about what words refer to? (Note this was an online survey. Do these pollsters not have a troll alarm?)
Maybe they were thinking Ehud Barak? Though surely any recognition move toward the defense minister/Labor Iran hawk’s way since 2010 would have been counteracted by vague memories of Hosni Mubarak, right? Or do most Americans think he’s a Zoroastrian?
N.B. It’s conceivable that what we’re seeing is an atavistic reversion to a historical mean: The less popular someone becomes, the more he’s seen as a Jew and a Black. In other words the post-9/11 elevation of Muslims/Arabs was always just a surface blip on more primordial hatreds. See John Sununu, a Hellenicized Palestinian by paternity, who’d never be accused of deviously “passing” as a normal ‘merican.
Ezra Klein know-it-all-boy monologue followed by Chris Hayes whingey-boy monologue as weird boorish adult men Sharpton and Schultz look on is more or less unbearable. Will no one from network really appear on air with (still) lovely Maddow anymore?
“Hitler’s war brought European politics back to reality. The Habsburgs had attempted to provide a third way between Germany and Russia; they had failed, and none other existed…Still, the western Powers, England and America, had nothing to offer in eastern Europe except protests; quite apart from military aid, they were not even prepared to assist the shifting of industrial power to eastern Europe, which is the only solution of the “German question.” If Anglo-American policy were successful and Russia compelled to withdraw behind her frontiers, the result would not be national liberation; it would be the restoration of German hegemony, at first economic and later military. Or rather, it would be national liberation of’ a sort, for the unchecked working of the national principle was itself an instrument of German hegemony. Slovakia and Croatia could be “independent nations” only in a German system.”—A.J.P. Taylor, The Habsburg Monarchy, 1908-1918. Published 1948.
For those used to the pads, baggy shorts, and pitcher paunches of the usual professional sports (or not), it’s kind of shocking how non-existent, skin-tight, or both to the point of NSFW the uniforms are. Is a concern for participant modesty and spectator decency while watching these beautiful people do bizarre kinky things with their bodies the reason these sports never much graduated beyond “amateur” curiosity?
For some reason, reading old, politically indignant reviews of Zach Snyder’s 300 (example). It’s funny how in 2007 that movie could seem so obviously ideologically suspect—if not downright raci(ali)st—because clearly the Greeks were meant to stand for free, responsible (i.e, tax-paying!) Occidentals against the Thermopylae-rushing, bailout-seeking hordes of the East!
Persians are still boogeymen, of course. But I dare say we identify with them far more than their old blood enemies. Really, does anyone fear the Peloponnesian Bomb?
Either read my take on Fiona Apple for the New York Observer or, to get what I was trying to say (and so much more!), listen to ”Jonathan” from The Idler Wheel Is Wiser than the Driver of the Screw and Whipping Cords Will Serve You More than Ropes Will EverDo.
If for some reason you choose option #1, be kind; by sheer volume of smart, wonderful words thereupon written, a Martian would think the new Apple is destined to move ten or twenty times the units this week as the new Bieber. Or whatever. Be kind to me—or treat me mean. I’ll make the most of it; I’m an extraordinary machine.
“So when I watch TV, and TCM isn’t on, I just switch channels and look at all the information about everything. The internet is perfect for that, which is why I didn’t really want to get a computer in the first place. I thought, “If I have a computer and know about this whole Google thing, I am not going to be able to sit still for a second; I’m going to think about something and then have to look it up.””—Fiona Apple, obviously.
Another point of sympathy…Sarah’s ignorance to the idea that the British queen reigns, but doesn’t rule, seems to be less a fatal intellectual confusion on her part than a fatal constitutional one on theirs.
"I would like to offer a large apology" to those who were injured or killed in the bombing of an Oslo government building as they were just passing by and had no political connections, he said.
But when prosecutor Inga Bejer Engh asked if he wanted to say the same to any of the 69 people - mainly teens - slaughtered in his shooting massacre on the nearby island of Utoya after the bombing, Breivik said: “No, I do not.”
He reiterated that youngsters attending a summer camp hosted by the ruling Labour Party’s youth wing were “legitimate targets”, as “political activists” working for the “deconstruction of Norwegian society” through the multiculturalism he insists is leading to a “Muslim invasion” of the country.
Because, of course, if there still in fact existed people who actually believe in the timeless ipso facto good of traditional phallogoeurocentric judeochristian culture, the obvious word to use there would be simply “destruction.” But everyone knows that everything is, like, constructed, dude—thus only one way to take it apart.
Former conservative French President Jacques Chirac and a number of his family members will vote for Socialist Party candidate Francois Hollande in the forthcoming presidential election, according to media reports Tuesday.
According to daily newspaper Le Parisien, Chirac’s daughter Claude, her husband Frederic Salat-Baroux and her former husband Thierry Rey have all said they will vote for Hollande in the first round of the vote on April 22.
I just received the ‘Second Annual Yesteryear Issue’ in the mail. (The former resident has still yet to move her subscription! What is wrong with her?!) It’s on ‘Three Centuries of New York SCANDAL!’ I think it would have been closer to the spirit of the exercise to have just put the 2011 Yesteryear Issue back on the newsstands. Is that what this is?!
Barack Obama’s calling the House budget proposal “thinly veiled social Darwinism.” What a great, underutilized term for the modern hoi polloi! Who cares what he’s talking about, it sounds like socialism for apes…and can Republicans really deny being social Darwinists?
Have 150 million people or whatever it is really sat through ‘KONY 2012,’ past the silly onscreen text, the Facebook shout-out, and the gazing into eyes of towheaded kid as only hope for wretched of the earth, etc., etc.?
The thing is, there’ve for years been tons of available documentary-ish features on the Lord’s Resistance Army online: See this video by the UK Telegraph, or the BBC’s interview (!) with Kony himself. Am I just completely out of touch to think that the best thing about the Internet is being able to read/see/watch professionally prepared material from countries/times/outlooks beyond the physically proximate, rather than the global aesthetic triumph of the treacly, the amateurish, the fanboy (so much so that even well-funded NGOs have to adopt to style!)? Are people really thinking, consciously or not, “well, i’ve never cared about child soldiers in the past, despite the terabytes of stuff available instantly, but wait! this clip looks like something I could have made with a FlipCam and shareware. Must be authentically interested in an authentic problem!”
As something of a connoisseur of moving-picture non-fiction, I share with you a simple test to decide whether something is worth wasting your time-wasting time on: Does the narration sound like it’d cut it on PBS or any of the docucable networks? If they can’t afford—or more likely, refuse to get—credible voice work, how likely is it that they’re meeting other conventions, like those of truth?
that it takes a lapse into monumental “insensitivity” to encourage serious discussion about clearing the linguistic underbush of our hoariest cliches, but while we’re at it, could we please retire “pot calling the kettle black” too? I mean, at least i can sort of imagine having a nice suit of chain-mail ruined by some minor imperfection, and being innocently peeved about it, but if I’m noticing the color of other housewares, you can pretty much bet I am, indeed, being racist. [Yes, I’ve always been with Omarosa (2:24) on this one.]