A Misanthropist's Guide to Airbnb: My First Lesson in BDSM
In the brief seconds before panic set in, I recalled a quote I read once by Airbnb’s cofounder. “How could you be cynical about humanity,” he wondered, “and join Airbnb?” It’s a rhetorical question, one meant to highlight the openness of the home-sharing community, but in this moment—when nothing but a door separated my mother from my naked guest, and the gallery of hardcore porn he had erected in my living room—I felt I’d found the answer.