I doubt there has ever come a moment in my adult life when I could be sure my friends will drop everything and fly to my side if I were to find myself unceremoniously dumped on a weekday afternoon by someone I just started seeing a few weeks ago. In all probability, I wouldn’t do that for them either — at least, not in the middle of a work-day, and especially not if I don’t have the emotional bandwidth to engage.

Sean McCann on two new books about the problem of meritocracy.

And How to File the Phallacy of the “Privileged” Avant-guard(e)