Features

There’s Something Dangerous in ‘Antisemitism Studies’

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The rest of the academic world has left the subject behind because we, ostensibly, already have institutes and authors to cover this subject. This situation is not inevitable, but only the result of the political right staking their claim to the subject of antisemitism.

A Madonna Vandalized

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Freely/Dawe represent what they have produced as a translation when, by any fair definition of the word, it isn’t. To make matters worse—much worse—they misread the Turkish again and again.

On Shirley Jackson and Staying Inside

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The malcontents of quarantine life—especially for women—recall other forms of domestic confinement, from self-inflicted agoraphobia to endless household drudgery. 

Must Different Always Mean Marginal?

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For Black people, the opportunity to explore and indulge non-racial angst is a sacred but not always convenient or respected imperative.

POW!

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Grime was doing something with, and to, the lived sociality of Tower Hamlets, Newham, and other eastern boroughs in the early 2000s.

Desiring Beyond the Impasse

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Instead of approaching these works as cautionary tales that invite us to be grateful for what we have, we could read them as a reflection of a violent landscape of desire.

Two Views on Encounter and Impasse

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Because humanity in the flesh is prohibited within it, the DMZ as a domain not only compels but also in a sense, in its current state, requires speculation.

“Aint Nobody Caught Me”

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Women of Color have used speculative and science fiction as genres of expression, overcoming the oppressive structures that incarcerate our realities

“There is Almost Not an Interval”: Composing in Steinian Time

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Stein’s process moves in a way that creates an artifice of ambiguity and forms a structure that can reconfigure infinitely. There is a disruptive function to her use of repetition, a disorienting pulse.

Nonfiction’s Liquid State

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To the reading eye, a solid block of text suggests a takeover. It demands immersion. It may not be easy to find your place once you look up from the page. It reminds us of the body’s limits.