A “regional” humanities abandons academia’s tepid globalism, and confronts local oppressions like prisons, schools, housing, and the police.
There are so many utopias. Could one be a small collective of nuns, performing their chores, far from the disasters of the 12th century?
“Octavia Butler teaches us,” explains Black playwright Ericka Dickerson-Despenza, “…that we have two options in Apocalypse: adapt or die.”
“At a certain point, it seemed like all my students were depressed… This was depressing.”
Farming and child-rearing seem natural, but they’re cultural. And like all cultural activities, generations disagree about how best to do them.
What Chinese readers consume diverges from what is translated into English. Writers of ordinary life are often left untranslated—until now.
As fascist armies conquered much of Spain, a writer publicly and famously denounced high-ranking officers right to their faces. Or did he?
Once, radical artists and thinkers shook up conservatives. Now, it’s the right gleefully transgressing a “moralizing” left. What happened?
For centuries, book-makers, printers, furniture-makers and, now, programmers have worked to answer: how do you find what you need in a book?
In 1963, a Panamanian assemblywoman took to Cuban radio to condemn the United States and its control of the Americas.
The “papers” of Toni Morrison can be accessed through a Princeton computer terminal. But where do these digital drafts end, and Beloved begin?
Orwell was free from doctrinaire sectarianism. At the same time, he firmly hated the exact bastards who deserve to be hated.
Autofiction like Burnham’s—or Wallace’s, or Lerner’s—show white men using irony, self-deprecation, and vulnerability. Should we listen?
Most authoritarian populists in power across the world are politicians, at the helm of parties that have won elections. Modi is more than that.
Why are Anglophone novels more worthy of attention than Ottoman shadow puppetry or the art of knot-tying? Just what are the humanities for?
“What if we identified the politics of municipal debt as circumscribing political horizons and futures?”
The Harlem Renaissance continues to serve as a source of pride and dignity as well as ammunition in the ongoing struggle for civil rights.
Very much against the grain of most standard leftist work, “Daughter of Earth” remains unsettled and unsettling throughout.
Between the lines, Cervantes critiqued the Catholic church, and lamented over the systematic destruction of Islamic culture in Spain.
What does it take to live without the ability to smile or move half of one’s face? For that matter, what does it take to live at all?