On the 65-foot Azimuts and Sunseekers, the satellite TV was tuned to either CNBC (to watch the ticker with the sound off) or HBO (for Real Time ). Bill Maher was the perfect entertainment for the marina class. He was wealthy, libertine, and intellectually smug. His āHead Gamesā rant about the stupidity of the financial sector was cathartic for the yacht owner who had just lost $2 million but still had his boat.
If you type that string of characters into the Wayback Machine of your memory, or into an old DVR hard drive, you unlock a particular flavor of late-aughts entertainment. It was the night Bill Maherās Real Time on HBO tackled the theme of āHead Games,ā and coincidentally, the very same evening that the Marina lifestyleāthe gleaming fiberglass, the clinking of champagne flutes on aft decks, the diplomatic plates on Range Roversāreached its pre-financial-crisis zenith of absurdist luxury.
It was a curated reality. The wealthy denizens of the marina were playing their own head game: If I am polishing my chrome and drinking a Bellini at 2:00 PM on a Tuesday, the recession cannot touch me. What were the marina dwellers watching and listening to on the night of Real Time 2009 09 18 ?
Date: September 18, 2009.
Entertainment in the marina lifestyle was bifurcated.
To the casual observer, it was just another Friday. The leaves were just beginning to hint at autumn in the Northern Hemisphere, and the global economy was showing shaky signs of life after the 2008 crash. But for a specific subcultureāthe yacht owners, the high-stakes poker players, and the consumers of a particular brand of late-night cable journalismā was a cultural inflection point.
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On the 65-foot Azimuts and Sunseekers, the satellite TV was tuned to either CNBC (to watch the ticker with the sound off) or HBO (for Real Time ). Bill Maher was the perfect entertainment for the marina class. He was wealthy, libertine, and intellectually smug. His āHead Gamesā rant about the stupidity of the financial sector was cathartic for the yacht owner who had just lost $2 million but still had his boat.
If you type that string of characters into the Wayback Machine of your memory, or into an old DVR hard drive, you unlock a particular flavor of late-aughts entertainment. It was the night Bill Maherās Real Time on HBO tackled the theme of āHead Games,ā and coincidentally, the very same evening that the Marina lifestyleāthe gleaming fiberglass, the clinking of champagne flutes on aft decks, the diplomatic plates on Range Roversāreached its pre-financial-crisis zenith of absurdist luxury. --- Real Time Bondage 2009 09 18 Head Games Marina
It was a curated reality. The wealthy denizens of the marina were playing their own head game: If I am polishing my chrome and drinking a Bellini at 2:00 PM on a Tuesday, the recession cannot touch me. What were the marina dwellers watching and listening to on the night of Real Time 2009 09 18 ? On the 65-foot Azimuts and Sunseekers, the satellite
Date: September 18, 2009.
Entertainment in the marina lifestyle was bifurcated. His āHead Gamesā rant about the stupidity of
To the casual observer, it was just another Friday. The leaves were just beginning to hint at autumn in the Northern Hemisphere, and the global economy was showing shaky signs of life after the 2008 crash. But for a specific subcultureāthe yacht owners, the high-stakes poker players, and the consumers of a particular brand of late-night cable journalismā was a cultural inflection point.