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Alright, so when I’m getting on my bike I usually just load up spotify on my phone, get to the “Songs” section of the app then hit “Shuffle Play”.
This is when the problem starts.
Over the past few months I’ve noticed the service will just give me recycled playlistss that happen to include:
- The latest songs I’ve liked within the past thirty days.
- A few songs that I’ve played a lot over the past three months.
- One or two full albums that I like whole but fuck it, throw them in there see what happens.
- The same exact playlist that was previously listened to within the past 24 hours because hey he might be tired and not notice.
The thing is I do notice. I don’t want to listen to mere rehashes of what I’ve listened to before; if I really wanted that I would go just go listen to Pandora or regular FM radio. Just tonight I got the very same playlist I listened to twelve hours ago.
There are reasons for this, I’m sure. Maybe the processing power for random playlist seeds for millions of users is too computationally intensive to actually provide a profit to the company, as it does make money from actual playlists curated by humans; could be their devs are lazy assholes, like most developers I’ve met; could be the company just doesn’t care, as it happens with most companies that are on public stock markets. Could also be the CEO just wants everyones sucking his dick.
I don’t know.
All I know is it annoys me and I’m looking to avoid this problem in the future. But I don’t know if any companies will actually safeguard my personal data should they go public, go get hacked, or worse— go bankrupt.
Over time I was told a few things at the last job I had:
- “You’re an intense person. You may have trouble here.” This happened right during my hiring interview.
- “Maybe you just don’t fit in.”
- “You’re perceived as a dishonest person.”
- “I think you’re insubordinate as an employee because you don’t talk.”
Given those circumstances I thought it best to leave. I should have timed it better cos now I’m going to have a hell of a time actually making rent.
Taken at 112 Eatery
Because of the nature of the abortion fight in the country, let me say this plainly: what happened to me was not the clinic’s fault. It was not the doctor’s fault. It was not his staff’s fault. There was no error of medical judgment or medical practice. It is the fault of forty years of pushing abortion care out of hospitals and stigmatizing and marginalizing women and care providers to the point where only four doctors in the United States are foolish enough to risk getting shot point-blank every day on their way to work to provide late-term abortions. It is the fault of legislators terrorizing physicians with spurious investigations instead of funding abortion research and finding ways to make the procedure safer. It is the fault of giving extremist, hateful, radicalizing discourse equal airtime with scientific fact and medical expertise. What would it look like, if we truly funded women’s healthcare? I wish I knew.
Sometimes it isn’t anyone’s fault but there are people who want to blame someone, so they turn to the mother. “She’s the one to blame!”, they say.
They’re wrong. And they cannot be allowed to win.