1. Всегда плохо понимал, в чем заключается искусство диджея и чем очень хороший диджей отличается от среднего. Комментарий на эту тему из HN:
"I used to be a trance DJ and when I was preparing for a gig, I would build a two-hour set around two or three moments. I’d find a couple of records that I knew would get a big reaction and I’d basically treat them like a jewel that I had to find the perfect setting for. Every other song I played was about building up tension and contrast for those moments. If I had a track with a big vocal in the breakdown, I’d be sure to lead into it with nothing but non stop instrumental tracks with few or no breaks in the beat, playing repetitive songs to build up tension so when it finally opened up into a recognizable melody and lyrics people would have this huge feeling of release and I doubt most of them even knew why.
There was nothing better than getting a crowd to jump up and down and scream when you knew they would do it. It was like casting a spell.
If you’re not obsessive about dance music and haven’t tried djing, it’s really hard to appreciate what a DJ does and how hard it is to really move a large crowd. It’s not just about playing good songs. I used to think it was and cleared dance floors playing nothing but really popular songs when I first started. It took me two years of being a bad DJ before I really started to figure it out."
2. Из обсуждения разных видов походки (ступать на носок или на пятку), тоже на HN:
"I'm Canadian. You wouldn't think that would be very different from the U.S., but... when I first visited the U.S. as an adult (Boston), I had to change my gait IMMEDIATELY. I was a fast walker, and had been trained as an actor to hit toe first "for better energy" - that is, to appear more energetic on stage. Trouble is, that makes you quieter, and Americans in the Eastern US back then simply assumed that anyone gaining on them quickly and quietly from behind was probably a mugger. Pedestrian after pedestrian after pedestrian would whirl around to look at me in a startled way, even during the day, nevermind at night. So I learned to thump my heels down noisily for my stay and that eliminated the problem. I could walk fast without frightening anybody, as long as I was conspicuously loud about it."
3. Из обсуждения в комментариях блога Slate Star Codex, в котором женщины писали о количестве уличного харрасмента в их жизни:
"Living in New Zealand, I’ve had all of one creepy experience with a male stranger, and just assumed for a long time that the whole thing was mostly an American phenomenon. Then I dated a trans woman for a while who, while about the same level of attractiveness as me, had an ‘indie’ style, coloured hair, and a general youthful/rebellious vibe (I usually wear business clothes and have a somewhat androgynous style). It was like walking into another world. She could not go anywhere without being yelled at, whistled at, pretty much anything you can imagine. It was also interesting to observe my own reactions as I took on a more stereotypically masculine (read: protective) role in response. I started carrying a pocket knife, which I did brandish once to scare off a random creep at night, and there was a situation when I wasn’t around and she was assaulted. Completely different worlds – after we broke up, my life carried on as usual and it was like knowing there’s an alternate universe out there but never seeing it again. I’m not quite sure what to make of it, to be honest."