Pacific Standard just published a piece on the Toast craze.
I didn't know there was a magazine called Pacific Standard until today, when Chris Hayes tweeted a link to the story. It looks like an excellent magazine and as I read through the titles of the online pieces I thought "I should subscribe to this": It looks like exactly the sort of magazine smart, thoughtful, with-it people such as myself read, a west-coast version of The New Yorker. I have a subscription to The New Yorker and have for years. Also, I haven't opened a copy in probably three months. I read half a piece then and left it folded on the coffee table so I could pick it up again, but I believe its been recycled, as we have a rule in my house, more or less by default, that any magazine older than three months gets recycled, even if Dad has left it folded open, but especially if its then covered with subsequent issues of various other magazines.
Tuesday, January 07, 2014
1 in 5 Americans suffers from some form of mental illness, some 60 million-plus people. Tens of millions of those people suffer from paranoid delusions, which often take the form of a specific fear that marauding gangs of dusky-hued drug dealers and rapists and disrespectful teenagers will break into their suburban houses or local Starbucks or simply park next to them, and then outright kill them or rob them of property and perhaps just self-respect.