Thank you Conde Nast for shipping us 11 boxes of Lucky magazine, which will be recycled to new readers in homeless and domestic violence shelters, and in bags of groceries delivered to families by food pantries.
The question is often raised whether a homeless, or hungry, or battered person can really appreciate or enjoy a lifestyle magazine like Lucky, filled with page after page of glorious, though seemingly irrelevant or unattainable trinkets. My reaction? Though I may never pilot a futuristic jet into space, I love to read about them blazing through the pages of Popular Science magazine. I may never own a 75 foot yacht, but my smile widens at the sight of a magazine cover filled with a classic sailing vessel bent windward. Are these things any more relevant or attainable to me outside my pure joy discovering them in magazines bought from the newsstand or that arrive in my mailbox? (In the spirit of full disclosure, and much to my family’s dismay, I did purchase my own wooden sinkhole at auction on ebay – a classic 25 foot folkboat – $80 to own it… $800 to move it to my backyard for restoration).
For ourselves, we may wish to see things, not as they are today, but as they can be tomorrow. No matter our current station in life, we can hope and dream, and set goals, or just simply enjoy the world around us without expectation – whether a raindrop sliding down a window pane, a pretty weed flowering in a sidewalk crack, or a wonderful magazine. These are all gifts.
It is not necessarily so much in their colorful, material glamor that magazines of any type create value for new readers. But, in in the access; the availability; the reach; and the freedom to read about those things that bring knowledge, pleasure and joy. In this, we are created equal.