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Emily Brady’s Humboldt explains why the legalization of pot could cause the biggest economic bust in California’s history.
Oct 30, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Kate Murphy
History’s Sinkhole History’s Sinkhole
How did the US-Mexican border become the place where the American past chokes on itself?
Oct 22, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Greg Grandin
Jim Crow II Jim Crow II
A history of the fight for voting rights and the movement to restrict them once again.
Oct 22, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Ari Berman
Sinners Sinners
Jia Zhangke’s Touch of Sin, Steve McQueen’s 12 Years a Slave, and other highs (and lows) from the New York Film Festival.
Oct 22, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Stuart Klawans
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Denise Levertov’s poetic communion with the world.
Oct 22, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Ange Mlinko
The Long and Short of Memory The Long and Short of Memory
What the modern science of memory owes to the amnesiac patient H.M.
Oct 16, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Charles Gross
Dignity’s Due Dignity’s Due
Why are philosophers invoking the notion of human dignity to revitalize theories of political ethics?
Oct 16, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Samuel Moyn
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Lucien Jaume’s Tocqueville: The Aristocratic Sources of Liberty.
Oct 16, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Elias Altman
Citizen Marx Citizen Marx
By refusing to treat Marx as our contemporary, Jonathan Sperber has brought him back to life.
Oct 8, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Sam Stark
Atavistic Sonnet Atavistic Sonnet
Shadow of the gull on the airport wall, lunging as the fuselage vaults above the meadow. Hollow in the cornrow where the hobo slept, then a backhoe filling up the furrow. Misery of clocks in neon glare, whereabouts of warblers and island foxes, an old flame googled from the dead letter office, simple as the still-warm bench at dusk. Typing or sewing, or bringing down a fever through a length of knotted string and a rusted staple gun. Here comes the tattooed witch with her drum while the royals wait by the limousine grinning. Shadow of the gull on the airport wall, shallows in the stairs where we fell and stepped, hollow in the cornrow where the hobo slept, a backhoe filling the furrow.
Oct 8, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Susan Stewart