By: Anya Voss, Culture & Tech Editor
In 2010, a glitter-drenched, auto-tuned anthem burst through car speakers and earbuds worldwide. The song was Your Love Is My Drug , and the hook contained a seemingly throwaway line: “I like your beard, your dirty jeans / And I don’t even care about the in-between / I just wanna be your lover, baby / Roll me up and be my blunt / Why don’t you just be my…” kesha sex tape portable
There is a lesson there.
The real revolution will not be a new format. It will be the decision to stop recording. To stop carrying the romance in your pocket like a condom or a credit card. To look at the person across from you and say, “I am not a playlist. I am not a voice note. I am not a drug. I do not want to be your tape.” By: Anya Voss, Culture & Tech Editor In