I know we're supposed to find Carrie Brownstein and Fred Armisen unbelievably precious, and while I do like Brownstein quite a bit,* I found the NYT article on them more sad than inspiring: they're people who openly admit to being failures at all their relationships (and seem oddly willing to say unflattering things about their exes, or at least their exes' ability to keep them interested) who seem to have caught lightning in a bottle and are explicitly not attempting to project a future for themselves.
*and have since 1996, when I first started listening to Sleater-Kinney. /hipster'd
"Thou shalt not extinguish thine anger, but shall master it,
that thy conscience may not be blunted by adjustment
to wrong causes."
-The Dutch Ten Commandments to Foil the Nazis
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