SEVENTY TWO

Alive in the Sunshine, Alyssa Battistoni in Jacobin. “Finding ways to live luxuriously but also lightly, adequately but not ascetically, won’t always be easy. But perhaps in the post-post-scarcity society, somewhere between fears of generalized scarcity and dreams of generalized decadence, we can have the things we never managed to have in the time of supposed abundance:Continue reading “SEVENTY TWO”

SIXTY EIGHT

“The standard accusations levied against this generation — about our legendary narcissism, our sense of entitlement, our endless whining — are destructive precisely because they ignore the magnitude of the crises that we face (and unless you grew up during the Great Depression, then no, I’m sorry, you really didn’t have it “just as tough” when you were ourContinue reading “SIXTY EIGHT”

SIXTY SEVEN

“…But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’— that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if ‘Thou mayest’—it is also true that ‘Thou mayest not.’ Don’t you see?…‘Thou mayest’! Why, that makes aContinue reading “SIXTY SEVEN”

SIXTY SIX

“This great crisis which we witness in our schools is interlinked with a greater social crisis in the community. We seem to have lost our identity. Children and old people are penned up and locked away from the business of the world to a degree without precedent; nobody talks to them anymore, and without childrenContinue reading “SIXTY SIX”

SIXTY

Vonnegut in The Paris Review. “INTERVIEWER Not many writers talk about the mechanics of stories. VONNEGUT I am such a barbarous technocrat that I believe they can be tinkered with like Model T Fords. INTERVIEWER To what end? VONNEGUT To give the reader pleasure. INTERVIEWER Will you ever write a love story, do you think?Continue reading “SIXTY”

FIFTY NINE

Mathieu Murphy-Perron is dead on about last night’s election results and this morning’s reactions.  “On va continuer” he recited, and then poof, there was nothing. That was the PQ’s campaign: fleeting, frightened, doomed, a shadow of its past self. He eventually pulled it together and offered a “de se battre” but it was far tooContinue reading “FIFTY NINE”