Israel, Palestine, Pinochet… and a Soccer Jersey? Israel, Palestine, Pinochet… and a Soccer Jersey?
The new jerseys on the Chilean team Palestino have become a political sports controversy that is rocking the nation.
Jan 15, 2014 / Dave Zirin
Hundreds Turn Out for Georgia’s Moral Monday Hundreds Turn Out for Georgia’s Moral Monday
The resistance against right-wing policies grows to Georgia with Moral Mondays and South Carolina’s Truthful Tuesdays.
Jan 15, 2014 / Allison Kilkenny
Why Marriage Won’t Solve Poverty Why Marriage Won’t Solve Poverty
Jan 15, 2014 / Michelle Goldberg
The Battle Hymn of the War on Poverty The Battle Hymn of the War on Poverty
How the call to empathy helped mobilize a nation.
Jan 15, 2014 / Books & the Arts / Sasha Abramsky
How to Build an Anti-Poverty Movement, From the Grassroots Up How to Build an Anti-Poverty Movement, From the Grassroots Up
Ten groups that are laying the foundation for an economic justice revival.
Jan 15, 2014 / Feature / Greg Kaufmann
The Global Fight Against Corporate Rule The Global Fight Against Corporate Rule
Activists are challenging rules that grant corporations the right to sue governments.
Jan 15, 2014 / Feature / Robin Broad and John Cavanagh
Pictures Without an Exhibition Pictures Without an Exhibition
The Brooklyn Museum’s massive show of war photography is a wasted opportunity.
Jan 15, 2014 / Books & the Arts / Susie Linfield
Casual Opulence Casual Opulence
Denise Levertov’s Collected Poems.
Jan 15, 2014 / Books & the Arts / Adam Plunkett
Unreal Cities? Unreal Cities?
Do “smart” urban automation projects have more in common with Jane Jacobs or Le Corbusier?
Jan 15, 2014 / Books & the Arts / Catherine Tumber
Paris! Paris! Paris! Paris!
All reds come in the shape of lips. Even—s’il vous plaît—our shy little Mazovian cherries. So we shall write with a promiscuous tongue and instead of a period—make a lip print. At the railway station buffet in Radom we drink beer, and the world seen through a full mug is yellowed with the fright of Van Gogh, and a mug—mon Dieu!—also has no ear. Paris! Paris! Ai, dana, da dana! We climb atop our dresser stands and dream of the avant-garde’s New Trick: The Straight Line, which is a stem, and at its end hangs a lip-colored cherry. Oh, sweet drop of Marseillaise, little planet of our malignancy, flow down, drop into our thin borschts! We geometricians of form, puddle-jumpers into others’ imaginations, are waiting for you. And let the folk sing along: Paris! Paris! Ai dana, da dana! (translated from the Polish by Jennifer Grotz and Piotr Sommer)
Jan 14, 2014 / Books & the Arts / Jerzy Ficowski