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Current issue, no. 43
Progress and the demented quest for historical purity
Weighing the case for progress in an age of anxiety
The internet feeds on its own dying dreams
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Ask Americas why it isn’t like Sweden and they will invariably chalk it up to “not being communists.”
Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Bedazzled Car
Always a site of contemplation, the art museum has lately seized on mindfulness as a wellness trend—and a marketing strategy.
The online right has a whole host of aesthetic quirks, among them a genuine obsession with terrible charts.
Poems
When there’s only enough light in the hall
to imagine a heaped shirt is the cat, to see
the books stacked on. . .
We found her in Socorro etched
on a tombstone in a cemetery that’s changed
public and private hands, though it’s. . .
Fiction
The terms of the bet declared that for every ten seconds under sixty seconds it took the diver to wrestle the octopus out of. . .
Fabrications. Rag sheet revisionist history. All of it. We did our best by Our Girl.
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Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Bedazzled Car
Always a site of contemplation, the art museum has lately seized on mindfulness as a wellness trend—and a marketing strategy.
Online
The online right has a whole host of aesthetic quirks, among them a genuine obsession with terrible charts.
The Whitney Museum's board of trustees is loaded with malefactors of great wealth.
Poems
When there’s only enough light in the hall
to imagine a heaped shirt is the cat, to see
the books stacked on. . .
We found her in Socorro etched
on a tombstone in a cemetery that’s changed
public and private hands, though it’s. . .
Fiction
The terms of the bet declared that for every ten seconds under sixty seconds it took the diver to wrestle the octopus out of. . .
Fabrications. Rag sheet revisionist history. All of it. We did our best by Our Girl.
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