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Wed, 21/05/2025 - 03:13

“A mixture of stupidity and nastiness… The liberal establishment is primarily responsible for the genocide of the Palestinians.” In this episode of UNAPOLOGETIC, Yanis Varoufakis unleashes a fierce critique of Western liberalism, and tells us why he feels that the global system is in crisis. This episode explores the facade of Western moral superiority, the […]

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Created
Wed, 21/05/2025 - 03:00

Read the first installment, published during Trump’s first term.

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United States Department of Agriculture
Ad salmonellam
“Towards salmonella”

Immigration and Customs Enforcement
Perfugium profugorum
“Refuge from refugees”

Department of Education
Omnes discipuli reliquuntur
“Every child left behind”

Federal Bureau of Investigation
Silent iures
“The law falls silent”

National Nuclear Security Administration
Quis scientiam requirat?
“Who needs expertise?”

National Aeronautics and Space Administration
Ad Martem per stultitiam
“To Mars through folly”

National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration
Tempestatum praesagio divinatione
“Weather forecasting through divination”

Created
Tue, 20/05/2025 - 23:43

On May 5th, the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute held its annual fundraising gala. The event showcases the extraordinary imaginations of people who design exorbitant clothes and the gutsiness of those who dare (and can afford) to wear them. I’m dimly aware of this annual extravaganza because of my interest in knitting, spinning, and weaving — the crafts involved in turning fluff into yarn and yarn into cloth. Mind you, I have no flair for fashion myself. I could never carry off wearing the simplest of ballgowns and I’m way too short to rock a tuxedo. My own personal style runs to 1970s White Dyke. (Think blue jeans and flannel shirts.) But I remain fascinated by what... Read more

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Created
Tue, 20/05/2025 - 23:00

One of the things so compelling about Margaret Ross’s Saturday is her obsessive fidelity to a purity of description: “Beige clouds in a greenish sky / seen through cheap sunglasses.” To that, she adds an instability of syntax and line break that she makes into a thing of cool beauty. Here’s a couple of stanzas at the end of “A Present,” a title whose multiple possible meanings is also a sign of Ross’s themes and capacities:

Touching certain strangers
I could feel the future just
below the surface of their skin, things
can happen, you could sense time
quicken beneath your hand.

The future? I want to know do I
hurt people because of what
they have made me feel or do I
have feelings I have always had
and try to make the world
look like it gave them to me?

The sentences, measured but already somehow headlong, roll against and over the ends of the lines. Sentences do not match the length of line. Sometimes these two elements dance, and sometimes they quarrel. Here they are dancing, at the beginning of “New York”:

Created
Tue, 20/05/2025 - 22:00

I’ve lived in this city for decades, but I’m noticing more and more problems. There’s crowding, congestion, changing people, tall buildings, and the biggest problem: This city is a literal city.

I love living in a city, but I hate dealing with other people. I shouldn’t be subject to the whims of my neighbors, something I constantly scream at them during city council meetings.

You can’t walk down the street without seeing some new expensive building going up. It’s all I can think about until I’m safely ensconced in my million-dollar apartment, scornfully looking down at the construction.

I don’t recognize anyone in my neighborhood anymore! Why do the kids I used to know seem to grow taller, look older, and move away? I need every political candidate to clarify their position on the passage of linear time.

It wasn’t always like this. I moved to this city as a wide-eyed twenty-year-old, ready to take on the world with energetic abandon. Now, I’m no longer twenty years old. Something really has changed with this city.

Created
Tue, 20/05/2025 - 16:00

On 5 November 2024, the night of Donald Trump’s historic second election victory, it suddenly — and unexpectedly — looked as though he would win Pennsylvania. Of all the seven swing states Trump needed to win in this intense, closely fought race, Pennsylvania was said to be the most important, not least due to the […]