This photo of me and my pal Brian was taken exactly one decade ago to the day, at an old apartment of mine. Knowing somebody for a decade is no small feat, but we’d already been friends for 6 years by the point this photo was taken. Which, when you do the math, means we’ve been friends for literally half of our lives. If that’s not some sort of milestone, I don’t know what is. Cheers to friendship.
The photo was taken by me by setting his old Sony digital camera to random self-timer settings as we sat there and talked to his Mom, who we had just picked up from the airport.
Great article from Glenn O’Brien about the nuances of social relations: a sort of guide-cum-treatise that he summarizes best himself:
We are all social climbers, whether we know it or not. It is possible to engage in this necessary activity with taste, discretion, and even ethics, as long as we are aware of what we’re doing.
One bit I found poignant was his succinct explanation of a best friend, and how it invariably involves not only enjoying their company but sharing a mutual respect:
The best friends are people like us. Smart, secure, cultured, cool. The best sort of friends are givers, not the needy. We bestow our surplus goodwill on them because they are winners. They seek us out for fun. But they also respect us and so want to back us up, almost politically, as if to say we want a world where people like us do well. We are allies in the cultural conquest of the world.
I also appreciated that he realizes there is a flip side to the social coin that holds just as much importance:
Having the right enemies is as important as having the right friends. It shows you have standards and guts.