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Letter from the Editors
[Jesse McCarthy and Jon Baskin]
Not only did Harold Cruse doubt the plausibility of eradicating prejudice from the souls of whites, but he believed that such a project – inevitably focused on interracial environments and the individuals who inhabit them – was of little help. practical utility to the largely unintegrated communities that were, and still pay the highest price in the country’s discriminatory history.
“Do not kneel”
Testimonies from a summer of protest
[THE VIDEO] “I was in my living room with my son. And it happened on my phone on my Facebook feed. And so I just clicked on the link and then I paused it. And the reasonsthe reason I interrupted him, before I even looked at everything, was that I wanted my son to see him.
[PROTEST SUMMER] âOnce they started shaking a fence and hitting it, the federal agents – like a scene from a movie – lined up across the street and got out, just firing projectiles and bullets. fire on people. It was really like a war zone. They shot me in the leg. My husband was shot several times. It was shocking. You know, I’m a little rebellious myself. So I got my leaf blower. They put him very loud with tear gas. So we had a line of about fifty people with leaf blowers and we returned the gas to them. “
[HOPE AND PESSIMISM] âI don’t watch black and white. I look at the bad and the good. And I tell people that everyone that’s paraded with Dr. King, you know, patting him on the back, was talking about him around the corner. You know, he used to come to the town of Anniston when we had a mass meeting. I was very young, and we were going to a mass meeting, and I’ll tell you right now, that old church wasn’t full when he come. He didn’t have the name at the time, they were just strategizing and organizing protests. I used to go down to Montgomery and sleep on the fun fair in little carts and stuff, looking at the stars, to get up and walk the next day. But I tell people, I understand that – hey, I’m going to fight for my people. And I’m sure I’ll fight for my family. I am like this. And so if you want me to sit down and be quiet, do what’s right.
The relevance of the Cultural Revolution
Once we recognize the emancipatory and egalitarian dimensions of the Cultural Revolution, the problem becomes Following difficult, no less. We must now try to understand why communities advocating emancipatory politics also engage in the persecution of their own members, not only in our own contemporary experience, but also in one of the most significant events in the history of socialism. revolutionary.
Lovers in the hands of a patient God
[S. G. Belknap]
It was hard for me to believe, at first, that the spiritual debates in the American colonies, say, or the conventions of mass storytelling could tell me anything about my love life. But they did. How did I miss it? Probably because what they have to offer is so counterintuitive, and maybe even something of a scandal: that here in America, the Land of the Will, it can be good – very good, of of crucial importance even –not want to.
Symposium: What is sex for?
After my firsthand experience, I’m not so sure women actually step out of the shimmering space of the postpartum experience. More likely, they burn and prolapse there, and it is not them but their doubles who emerge from its mist. It is their doubles who greet you with “It’s okay!” when you finally meet up for a fucking brunch.
We all deserve to be healed
âI have to tell you something that I have never told anyone beforeâ¦â Sex workers hear this all the time. We carry the secrets that men never tell their wives, their friends, not even their therapists. As whores, we are entrusted with the most secular and, I believe, the most valuable personal stories.
A deeper desire
[Edmund Waldstein, O.Cist]
In our current culture, deeply marked by the sexual revolution, sexual freedom is most often thought of as freedom of restriction. To be sexually free is to be free from taboos and prohibitions, to be able to do whatever you want, as long as your sexual partners consent. But the Christian tradition considers sexual freedom as a freedom for some form of human development; it is the freedom to use our sexuality the way it was designed so that it can be a sign of God’s love.
I forgot to ask Louis whether to use the formal you or the familiar you in a sex club. Usually you use you for strangers, but what if you allowed the stranger’s husband to get his hands on his cock?
Small things become big again
Or maybe I was wrong, blinded by cynicism. Embedded love didn’t have to bear the brunt of such a dark prospect. He would try, and I would try, and together we could create something immersive, empowering, and revolutionary. Our love would envelop us, like a force field or a good angel with large cages deployed as wings. And I would never have a hard time hailing a cab again.
A conversation with Eyal Peretz
[Eyal Peretz and Anastasia Berg]
In the most basic sense, when we first face powerful images, we say we have no more words, right? All of a sudden we don’t know what to say. Or we say they take our breath away. We cannot immediately express what is going on. We feel called by the encounter with the image to say something, but we also feel that we are losing speech. It is a sort of simple concrete experience, I think, of, at the limit, the almost suffocating dimension that an image can have on us.
If McCarthy’s critics thought the Vassar girls were pitifully naive and superficial – about sex as they were about many other things – they might have recognized that what happens to one of these women cannot ruin the faith they ‘they have and the pleasure they take in their own experiences; and just for that, they must have taught us more than we ever believed them to.
Meaning of a life
With Georges Selected letters, Meaning of a life is the only prose account of the composite life of the Oppen as they understood it. Within that story, Mary nestled another – a rare tale of imagination, camaraderie, and love lining up mysteriously and beautifully.