OZY Daily Dose

I'm guessing you have no idea what it's been like, but I'm game to tell you that hating something loved by so many others causes a cognitive dissonance that can only be cured by complete silence. Or like my mother used to say, if you've got nothing nice to say, say nothing. So like a wider cultural appreciation for reality TV, Harrison Ford and Burning Man, when it comes to the Red Hot Chili Peppers it just seemed to make sense to shut up.

Welcome to OZY Confidential, OZY's new weekly podcast - you know, the one your mother warned you about. It's for people for whom pushing the envelope is the only way to deal with both envelopes and pushing. Subscribe now to follow OZY Confidential on Apple or on OZY.com.The phone rang in the midst of an age where the phone ringing is strange, but we all still have those friends who call when they could write, and so there it was: an art dealer pal from L.A."There's this guy you should really meet.

Cross-country travels - and selling underwear in the Deep South - made up just a few of Murry's adventures throughout his 42-year career in the apparel industry. He dove in early, working in men's stores during high school. After graduating from Oklahoma State University in 1973 with a degree in psychology and marketing, he got a job with Head Sportswear and later worked for College Town, Inc., Interstyle and Tahari Ltd.

As California wildfires raged through Sonoma and Napa counties in late 2017, Tim Worboys couldn’t set foot outside. The thick smoke posed a severe threat to his asthma, but even the indoor air quality was starting to worry him. That is until Worboys turned on his new air purifier, a magical device that instantly had him breathing more easily. Only it wasn’t magic at all. It was Molekule — a purifier that uses a new type of filter to scrub the air.

I was five years old, and looking at the anxious faces of the adults in my house, I knew something was wrong. It was a summer morning, and I was waiting to get ready for school, but the school bus never came. It was 1990, and my school had been set on fire by "unidentified gunmen."My parents moved me to a school closer to our house. This one had no playground, and the stench from a nearby garbage dump wafted into the classrooms.

As Dr. Fred Foote winds his gray Honda Civic up 10 floors of concrete, the normally Zen Navy physician allows himself a moment to gripe. "I hate parking garages," the 67-year-old recent retiree says. "I want to paint them all with murals of whales and stuff." So far, the military hasn't approved his request.

I got my dog Bailey about 10 years ago. He's a lab mutt and a rescue and a total sweetheart. He's also a total troublemaker and an idiot.The day prior to this fateful event, I was on my way to pick up my kids from school and decided to stop in at a grocery store to grab a couple of rotisserie chickens for supper. Bailey was in the car with me, and when it came time to park and go fetch my kids, I kind of had a brain fart and left the hot, delicious smelling dinner birds in the car.

Because with the Once app you have a whole day to decide on the one match selected for you. When Jean Meyer returned to Paris after traveling abroad for several years, he was surprised to find so many of his friends still single. The fact that his smart, attractive female friends in their 30s didn’t have partners was particularly confusing. “My first reaction was, why wouldn’t they try a dating app?” Meyer says. He quickly learned they had tried them all and were fed up.

Over the past year, Facebook, Twitter and other social media companies have ramped up efforts to purge their platforms of accounts spreading fake news, conspiracy theories and other untruths across the internet. But the democratization of the media and the expansion of social media in recent years is placing an increasing burden on us, the consumers of this avalanche of news and information, to do a better job of discerning fact from fiction.

It sounds like the usual blather when Mack Wilson's teammates, mentor and coach laud Wilson's "discipline." Would they tell you if the Alabama junior linebacker flouted his talent as a me-first player hunting tackles and getting himself out of position? Out of loyalty to the player, probably not.So you have to take a look for yourself and decide what Wilson is all about. In Monday's national championship game against Clemson, keep the binoculars on No. 30.He lives up to the gloss.