June 2014
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June 2014 Highlights
Brenna Hughes Neghaiwi: Bloomsday, Baby!
I’ve never been much of one for walking tours, but my mother is, and last summer she guided my boyfriend through one in Zurich…
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June 2014 Highlights
Berfrois Will Eat Itself
I am writing a book with Rauan Klassnik. It’s 22 stories about Taylor Swift. It’s called Foxconn Suicide. However, for every mention of tea, he adds a reference to coffee. For every meal of fish and chips, a character has to order a hot dog. I’m beginning to doubt that Rauan’s even British. It’s a-time to put him to the test.
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Modern finance is human and intellectual waste…
Mammon and His Slave, Johann Jacob Weber, 1896 From London Review of Books: One of the most adroit things about Flash Boys is the size of its frame: Lewis tells his story and then lets the reader draw her own conclusions about its meaning and consequences. He keeps the...
Read MoreMasha Tupitsyn Interviews Margarita Tupitsyn
My mother and I smoked cigarettes, drank wine, ate, walked around, went to galleries, museums, and movies; shopped, all the while covering a tireless range of subjects, as we always have. Minus the wine and cigarettes, my days with her were a lot like my childhood.
Read MoreK. Thomas Kahn on Doris Lessing
Doris Lessing by K. Thomas Kahn [Preface: I wrote most of this piece, just as I read the book in question, while sitting beside my dying father in a hospital room. We have no shared language. My “I” is a “you” he has never pluralized into an eventually embraceable...
Read MoreEurope’s Fascists in Suits by John Gaffney
Earthquake metaphors have had strong currency, both political and journalistic, in the aftermath of May’s European Parliament (EP) elections. The most spectacular tremors were those caused by the British and French far-right. Each came first in their national competition, each gained a quarter of the national vote.
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The tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
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The thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
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I spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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The tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
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The thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
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I spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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