Some people start off their restaurant/diner reviews with some charming anecdote, some background information about the surrounding area, how it’s a spot they’ve visited from childhood, or some other inane information that speaks to to how you just HAVE to go check this place out.
There are some things that don’t wash off in the shower
When you think big coffee chain, its pretty likely the first one that comes to mind is Starbucks—but is it the best? Overpriced drinks, sub par coffees, and baristas that look and act like the customers are a nuisance make going to Starbucks more of a chore than a treat. This isn’t news of course—people have been bashing on Starbucks for as long as the chain has been rolling out their frapps—but don’t we as consumers deserve another option for good coffee? Luckily, the Midwest has an alternative that has been growing across the region since 1995: Biggby! While the two companies do have some pretty big differences, Biggby is superior in terms of their atmosphere, menu, and customer service.
With the constant rollout of them, you would think horror movies are in high demand because people enjoy watching them. As anyone who has had the misfortune of watching The Hills Have Eyes, Tusk, or The Human Centipede can tell you, this could not be any further from the truth. Why then, do we have such a fascination and, in some cases even, eagerness to watch these types of uncomfortable, tragic movies? The paradox of tragedy I would like to examine today states that, while experiencing painful or uncomfortable emotions is unpleasant, and experiencing painful art brings out painful emotions in us, somehow experiencing painful art is pleasant. The portion of this paradox I would like to refute is this third clause. I would argue that experiencing painful art is not pleasant, but instead is a necessary product of building emotional literacy, as well as (to a lesser extent) providing a form of catharsis in some situations.
