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That people look at one another and are jealous of one another; that they exchange letters or dine together; that irrespective of all tangible interests they strike one another as pleasant or unpleasant; that gratitude for altruistic acts makes for inseparable union; that one asks another man after a certain street, and that people dress and adorn themselves for one another - the whole gamut of relations that play from one person to another and that may be momentary or permanent, conscious or unconscious, ephemeral or of grave consequence (and from which these illustrations are quite casually chosen), all these incessantly tie men together. Here are the interactions among the atoms of society.

- The Sociology of Georg Simmel, ed. Kurt H. Wolff

He's like Durkheim only more emo! ♥

YES.

When Apple sits down for contract negotiations with the major record companies over the next month, it will probably seek further concessions from them on selling music without copy-protection software.

The owner of the market-leading iPod digital media player and iTunes online music store has already cut an early deal with EMI Group, the third-largest record company, and enters talks with the other labels from a position of strength, according to music industry executives.

Because we all wish we could say no to burning and ripping cds to remove the m4a encoding from the iTunes store! And also on the principle of the thing. Apple, I love you.

Irreconciliable differences

Wax dragged me into her slippery series of progressively more ridiculous bandoms and I just spent several hours watching videos of My Chemical Romance even though I hate their fucking music because she insisted Gerard and Frank were really cuddly and then the little bitches didn't even cuddle once and I haven't been in a situation where I would need to talk to her about story ideas for a really long time, and so I'm just now discovering that she is seriously the worst enabler ever. I keep wanting to talk about germinating fic ideas with her and she's so unresponsive she might as well be comatose, and I can't even think about them without someone to talk with, let alone write anything. I told her if we ever for some reason get a divorce I will cite this disability, but she says you don't need a reason to divorce in Finland (good thing, because it will save embarrassment). So I'll just have to whine and sulk a lot. Or do something else. I haven't tried to write without enabling/cheerleading/chatting help for such a long time that I didn't even realise that I suck at it until, like, this week. Huh.