In an era of frenetically dispersed political techno-messaging, something old-fashioned attends the thought that Hitler’s master plan is summarized in one book. But no one really reads Mein Kampf.
Some art critics have upbraided the Frieze Fair for displaying “fakes,” but none of the viewers seemed to mind. Their phone screens flickered constantly in the darkened stall: it’s the image itself that matters.
Upon how many people does the entire indie comics publishing business truly depend? A dozen? Two dozen? Imagine if the entire literary fiction industry turned on the fortunes of such a small number of people. It’s almost inconceivable.
It is not the march towards the future that is interesting for Muñoz, but the way in which we inhabit the world in the here and now, specifically the radical potential of our dreams and pleasures to overcome the bonds and strictures of the present.
Thousands of students got a surprise today, after morning showings of the film Ride Along were found to be part of an operation by truancy officers nationwide.
After months of relating my soul-crushing experience getting a student visa from the British consulate in New York, I found that numbers speak louder than words.
If Do-It-Yourself culture continues to gain appeal as fast as climate change lays on the chaos, it might make sense to look to the hinterlands for both practical guidance and hints about the fashions of the future.