#CSAbummer

The Times has had quite a streak this summer writing about the problems of being a well-educated, relatively young urban professional living in the Acela corridor. First there was the debut of the food column about how to persuade your children to cook and eat well. Then there was the story about the weekly looming catastrophe when one's CSA share arrives: "What to do with all of those greens, beets and zucchini?!" The most conspicuous example was the story about gay-marriage-in-New-York fatigue, where it just seems that every weekend you have to attend the nuptials of your two male (or female) friends, dress nicely, dance, and eat and drink too much. Boy, is life tough now that tolerance is legal.

Even if all these stories in the lifestyles pages, which are meant to be light-hearted, isn't the Times the paper that has championed gay marriage, particularly in New York, for a countless number of years? Isn't gay marriage illegal by constitutional amendment in about 34 states now? What's the problem here again?

Update: One of my favorite activities of the summer has been inventing hashtags, such as the opposite of this post's title -- "#CSAhero" -- you know, the person who figures out how to appealingly cook all those greens, beats and carrots. Or, "#DOLO," the dog's equivalent of "#YOLO," and their feline antagonist's equivalent, "#ninelives." Here's the tweet: "Just jumped off a roof, landed on my feet #ninelives."

Further Update: Man, that CSA column was titled "Raw Panic." Really?