Stuart Hall was a true public intellectual, in the sense that his intellectual commitment was always to the public. For Hall, it was a position of intellectual generosity and a commitment to rigorous, productive discourse on a mass scale.
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.