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Dirty Rubles

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By Ben Tanzer

On Inception, Gaslighting and Trump/Russia: Or how Dirty Rubles Connects the Dots on a Story You May Think is Confusing, But Really Isn’t So Confusing After All.

On the Other Side

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by Kelly Sundberg

(Sorry, hippy bros, but your calls for "peace" and "love" aren't helping all of the women who know how it feels to be held down by your "peace-loving" friends.)

To Sit on Sidewalks (A Conversation with Wang Ping)

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by John Casquarelli

Wang Ping’s Ten Thousand Waves is the telling of the migrant explorer’s story for survival. Packed with voices of the dead, Ping’s book reminds the reader how sacred each laborer’s life is in the face of unjust labor practices. Each person is more valuable than their labor, even when multinationals, banks, and political institutions act otherwise when...

Nico Joana Weber: The Jungle in Architecture

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by Nico Joana Weber

Nevertheless, something like a baleful pollen in the air—a ghost pollen, impalpable rot, enveloping decay—suddenly became active with mysterious design, opening what was closed, closing what was open, upsetting calculations, contradicting specific gravity, making guarantees worthless. 

Déjà Vu: Black Bodies Under Siege at the Cinema

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by Eboné Bishop

Fifty-six years later, James Baldwin's words remain true: "To be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious, is to be in a rage almost all the time. So that the first problem is how to control that rage so that it won't destroy you."

EXCERPTS FROM AN ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF ERIKA BURKART 

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translated by Andrea Scrima

Every person is his secret. If you take this away from him, his integrity is ruined. Human beings cannot live without secrets. These manifest early in the secretiveness of a child who guards his hidden “treasures,” who has his secret language and secret writing, who communicates in signs and drawings.

Walserian Criticism: A Manifesto

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Aaron Newman

Some folks will dismiss Mr. Walser as a critic. They will say he sorely failed, that he confused his genres, mixed his fiction with his nonfiction, and got his tongue tied up by double-dipping into the real and the unreal. In a word, by being ekphrastic in his criticism...

To Kneel or Not to Kneel: That is the Wrong Question/Eboné Bishop

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Eboné Bishop

The time to take a knee was last year, with and in support of Kaepernick.  But most Black NFL players refused, even though their lives and the lives of their families are at stake.  That players fear they will end up unemployed like Kaepernick is obvious.  Only now, after Trump has called kneelers SOB’s and continues to demand their termination, have these athletes been...

SIGHTINGS / CURLEY

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I was a scrawny, 92 lb. bodyguard for Clive Barker in a DC bookstore, a week after he had been attacked by a zealous fan with a straight razor. A few years later, Irish writers started making their mark and taking their tolls...

5 LYRIC ESSAYS / RUSSELL

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MONTAGUES AND CAPULETS

She dreamt of vacuuming and she spoke the words out loud saying, “I am exhausted from cleaning the carpet.” And, “I think the house is crumbling; there is always dust on the floor.” But the people laughed and so she laughed because, let’s be honest, it was a ludicrous idea...

BONDING POETS / SHERRY

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Bonding Poets

Jackson Pollock: “I am nature.”

Hans Hoffman: “Ah, but if you work by heart, you will repeat

yourself.”

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