In a holiday season dominated by generalist gift guides (our own among the best) I wanted to add something different to the mix: a deep-dive roundup of a particular class of product. So I asked myself: of all the stuff I've gotten hold of this year, what tech trend actually improved my life? To borrow the infamous minimalist adage: what brought me joy in this most maximally unpleasant of years?
The answer is, of course, the explosion of lavatorial products related to making bodily functions more fun than ever. It is with this in mind that I proudly present The Art of Shitting, your ultimate last-minute gift guide.
Everything, but for a few rather obvious picks, I have put to personal use--not just the revelatory and utterly mandatory Squatty Potty (previously) that you must buy right now if you have not already done so. Exceptions: I bought the Luggable Loo by accident in a hurry thinking it was a 10 gallon bucket. I have used it to tie-dye clothes, but not (yet) for its ostensible purpose. Nor have I bought an $800 toilet brush. Nor have I bought a $17,000 Merovingian poop throne.