Venice is made up of 124 islands, 183 canals and 438 bridges, with water conÂstantÂly flowÂing in and around it. As the video below explains, the city has hisÂtorÂiÂcalÂly develÂoped an elabÂoÂrate way of defendÂing itself against the seas. But occaÂsionÂalÂly mothÂer nature wins out, and floods take their toll on the city. This year it’s parÂticÂuÂlarÂly bad. Heavy rains and strong winds have left Venice 70% subÂmerged, with water levÂels reachÂing 60 inchÂes. It marks the sixth worst flood recordÂed in the past 150 years. You can find footage above, and a pretÂty remarkÂable phoÂto gallery over at The Atlantic. And then anothÂer comÂpelling set at Boston.com.
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A few quick notes from the MOOC front.…
The first major providers of MasÂsive Open Online CoursÂes (MOOCs) got their start in SilÂiÂcon ValÂley, CamÂbridge, MassÂaÂchuÂsetts and CanaÂda. Now we’re seeÂing them sprout up outÂside of the UnitÂed States. Take for examÂple OpenLearning.com, a venÂture born out of the UniÂverÂsiÂty of New South Wales (UNSW) in SydÂney, AusÂtralia. StartÂing this week, you can begin takÂing two of their coursÂes (ObservÂing and Analysing PerÂforÂmance in Sport & SerÂvices MarÂketÂing – The Next LevÂel). Or you can check into a 12-week course that recentÂly got underÂway: UNSW ComÂputÂing 1.
MeanÂwhile, if you can exerÂcise a litÂtle patience, you can evenÂtuÂalÂly start takÂing classÂes with the UniÂverÂsiÂty of WestÂern AusÂtralia. By next March, the Perth-based uniÂverÂsiÂty plans to offer two coursÂes (one in sociÂolÂoÂgy, the othÂer in oceanogÂraÂphy) using an adaptÂed verÂsion of StanÂford’s open source platÂform, Class2Go. The coursÂes will be delivÂered over mobile phones.
FinalÂly, if you’re lookÂing to learn a new lanÂguage, why not try SpanÂishÂMooc? It’s billed as “the first open online SpanÂish course for everyÂone.” And it’s seemÂingÂly run as an indeÂpenÂdent project not assoÂciÂatÂed with an existÂing uniÂverÂsiÂty. The 12-week course will start on JanÂuÂary 21, 2013.
For a comÂplete list of MOOCs, visÂit our colÂlecÂtion of 130 Free Online CerÂtifiÂcate CoursÂes from Great UniÂverÂsiÂties.
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All throughÂout this interÂminably long presÂiÂdenÂtial elecÂtion cycle, which has been going on since at least 2010, I’ve had a laser-like focus on politÂiÂcal news. You might even call it a death grip. Because I’m a polÂiÂtics junkie. It’s a disÂease, I know, I recÂogÂnize I need help, and I’ll get it—after NovemÂber 6th. As a polÂiÂtics junkie, I am subÂject to a cerÂtain severe irriÂtaÂtion: proÂfound exasÂperÂaÂtion with those mythÂiÂcal beasts called “undeÂcidÂed votÂers,” who are even more galling than third parÂty votÂers are to hyper-parÂtiÂsans. “What?” I shout at the radio, when one of these crypÂto-zooÂlogÂiÂcal creaÂtures calls in. “You dreamÂers, you oblivÂiÂous blockÂheadÂed dreamÂers!” I shout, and othÂer things. Yes, in my mania, I’ve shoutÂed these things at the radio, because how can peoÂple not have made up their minds months ago, been glued to interÂnet news and opinÂion for hours, pored over minisÂcule polÂiÂcy details, destroyed their eyeÂsight, colÂlapsed their spine under the weight of civic duty? How, indeed. But perÂhaps (and every polÂiÂtics junkie fears this posÂsiÂbilÂiÂty), the undeÂcidÂed votÂers aren’t idiots—perhaps they’re thoughtÂful, kind, trustÂing, truÂly… dare I say it, indeÂpenÂdent….
Now with all of our weird vitÂriÂol directÂed at the “undeÂcidÂeds,” preterÂnatÂuÂralÂly myopic junkies lose sight of a bloc with the powÂer to bend, break, or shatÂter the scales altogether—non-voters. In a nation that has expendÂed trilÂlions of dolÂlars, thouÂsands of lives, and quite a lot of interÂnaÂtionÂal good will to give othÂers the right to vote in Iraq, Libya, Afghanistan, we make a pretÂty poor showÂing at the polls every four years, with roughÂly half of us declinÂing to exerÂcise our funÂdaÂmenÂtal right to vote for our leadÂers. Think about that: half. Fifty perÂcent of AmerÂiÂcans: when women only won the right in 1920 and after amendÂing the ConÂstiÂtuÂtion. When African AmerÂiÂcans fought for a hunÂdred years and only fulÂly won the right in 1965 with the VotÂing Rights Act. These are significant–if sigÂnifÂiÂcantÂly belated—achievements, and, to be sure, they’re the reaÂson so many peoÂple treaÂsure their vote as a preÂcious token of politÂiÂcal autonÂoÂmy. But non-votÂers are an invisÂiÂble enigÂma: no one talks much about the appallingÂly low turnout in this counÂtry, except to menÂtion it in passÂing. So docÂuÂmenÂtary filmÂmakÂer Errol MorÂris (The Thin Blue Line, The Fog of War), provoÂcaÂteur and social critÂic, decidÂed to disÂcuss the issue with over 50 peoÂple under the age of 40. The result is the short film above, teasÂingÂly titled “11 ReaÂsons Not to Vote?”
What MorÂris found conÂfounds the faithful—the junkies scowlÂing into their microÂfiche readÂers. Non-votÂers, and the undeÂcidÂed, can take a largÂer view; as MorÂris points out in his accomÂpaÂnyÂing New York Times essay, non-votÂers not only comÂment on the fact that no major parÂty canÂdiÂdate has disÂcussed issues so many peoÂple care about—poverty, cliÂmate change, the drug war, the dysÂfuncÂtionÂal prison system—but non-votÂers realÂize that if no one’s talkÂing, nothÂing will be done. Some of them may be cynÂiÂcal, but many more may justÂly say they’re realÂists. PerÂhaps it’s us, the votÂers, who are dreamÂers.
The 11 reaÂsons MorÂris gives, with tongue lodged in cheek, are as folÂlows (with my explanaÂtoÂry glossÂes in parenÂtheÂses):
I come away from Morris’s exerÂcise subÂdued, not cured, but perÂhaps ready to wean myself away enough to look at why we make elecÂtions matÂter so much, when they seem to do so litÂtle for so many. That said, howÂevÂer, I’m still going to vote. The comÂment that struck me more than any othÂer was this: “If you don’t vote, you canÂcel your own vote.” MorÂris replies, “that’d be stuÂpid.” And it would be, I think, damn it all.
Josh Jones is a docÂtorÂal canÂdiÂdate in EngÂlish at FordÂham UniÂverÂsiÂty and a co-founder and forÂmer manÂagÂing ediÂtor of GuerÂniÂca / A MagÂaÂzine of Arts and PolÂiÂtics.
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In the openÂing minÂutes of his new memÂoir WagÂing Heavy Peace (I lisÂtened to the audio book, and you can too for free), Neil Young talks about his modÂel trains, his extenÂsive colÂlecÂtion of vinÂtage cars, and not much about music per se — although he does highÂlight his entreÂpreÂneurÂial effort to save the music indusÂtry with a new-fanÂgled audio sysÂtem called PureÂTone.
For quite some time now, Young has lamentÂed the decline of music durÂing the digÂiÂtal age. It’s not piratÂing that’s the culÂprit. It’s the MP3, a forÂmat that degrades the qualÂiÂty of the music we hear. SpeakÂing at a Wall Street JourÂnal conÂferÂence earÂliÂer this year (watch here), Young comÂplained that the MP3 can’t “transÂfer the depth of the art.” “My goal,” he conÂtinÂued, “is to try and resÂcue the art form that I’ve been pracÂticÂing for the past 50 years.”
Enter PureÂTone, which has actuÂalÂly been renamed Pono more recentÂly. The device/music serÂvice will hit the marÂket next year, and it essenÂtialÂly promisÂes to let fans hear recordÂings in super high fideliÂty, as if they owned the origÂiÂnal masÂter tapes creÂatÂed by varÂiÂous artists. Not long ago, Flea, the bassist of the Red Hot Chili PepÂpers, raved about the sound of Pono, telling Rolling Stone: “It’s not like some vague thing that you need dogs’ ears to hear. It’s a drasÂtic difÂferÂence.”
If that’s right, Young may do a great serÂvice for musiÂcians everyÂwhere, and make a lot of monÂey for himÂself and othÂers along the way. I mean imagÂine the numÂber of remasÂters that could hit the marÂket in the comÂings years, startÂing with two by Bob Dylan — The FreeÂwheelÂin’ Bob Dylan and HighÂway 61 RevisÂitÂed. A perÂfect place to begin.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Neil Young on the TravÂesÂty of MP3s
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I’ve seen ShakeÂspeare perÂformed all over the counÂtry, from CenÂtral Park to GoldÂen Gate Park, and in every kind of adapÂtaÂtion imagÂinÂable. By far, the most memÂoÂrable perÂforÂmance for me was a Noh stagÂing of OthÂelÂlo, in JapanÂese, with masks and hauntÂing choÂrus. I didn’t underÂstand a word of it, but I spent the entire perÂforÂmance rivÂetÂed by the culÂture shock of watchÂing a play I knew so well transÂformed by a culÂturÂal vocabÂuÂlary I didn’t. While I’ve someÂtimes brisÂtled at best-sellÂing litÂerÂary critÂic Harold Bloom’s seemÂingÂly banal claims about Shakespeare’s “uniÂverÂsal genius,” I canÂnot deny that the Bard’s work seems to transÂlate across time and space withÂout a loss of its incredÂiÂble powÂer and pathos.
ShakeÂspeare-lovers in LonÂdon this past spring were treatÂed to a simÂiÂlar expeÂriÂence as mine, magÂniÂfied by 37. As part of the masÂsive World ShakeÂspeare FesÂtiÂval, the Globe to Globe project preÂsentÂed an unpreceÂdentÂed opporÂtuÂniÂty for theÂaterÂgoÂers to see all 37 of Shakespeare’s plays perÂformed in 37 difÂferÂent lanÂguages at the bard’s own theÂater, the Globe. The plays (watch them here) were staged by some of the world’s top theÂater direcÂtors, with over six-hunÂdred actors from “all nations” and attendÂed by “audiÂences from every corÂner of our polyÂglot comÂmuÂniÂty.” In a time when varÂiÂous parts of Europe strugÂgle to come to terms with increasÂingÂly mulÂtiÂculÂturÂal demoÂgraphÂics, this fesÂtiÂval was an opporÂtuÂniÂty for a globÂal theÂater felÂlowÂship of actors and audiÂences to come togethÂer in mutuÂal appreÂciÂaÂtion and camaÂraderie.
The video above gives us a glimpse of sevÂerÂal cerÂeÂmoÂniÂal, behind-the-scenes moments; before each perÂforÂmance, a memÂber of the comÂpaÂny sprinÂkled alcoÂhol around the stage as an offerÂing to the god of theÂater and wine, DionyÂsus. In a rapid monÂtage, we see a dozen difÂferÂent actors from varÂiÂous plays sprint, skip, dance, and slide across the front of the stage, joyÂfulÂly pourÂing libaÂtions. AfterÂward, anothÂer actor releasÂes two balÂloons, one labeled The Globe, the othÂer with the company’s name. The proÂducÂtions, all availÂable to view online, are impresÂsive not only for their linÂguisÂtic range, but also for the range of cosÂtumÂing and stageÂcraft on disÂplay. Watch, for examÂple, Troilus and CresÂsiÂda in Maori, with a fierce band of Maori warÂriors stompÂing across the stage. Or see The MerÂry Wives of WindÂsor in Swahili by Nairobi’s BitÂter Pill ComÂpaÂny. To my delight, the JapanÂese proÂducÂtion of CoroÂlianus by the Chiten comÂpaÂny feaÂtures actors in Noh masks. As an added bonus, the Globe to Globe site has audio of actors from the varÂiÂous comÂpaÂnies disÂcussing their expeÂriÂences of the fesÂtiÂval in both their native lanÂguages and in EngÂlish.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Shakespeare’s SatirÂiÂcal SonÂnet 130, As Read By Stephen Fry
ImpresÂsionÂist Does ShakeÂspeare in 25 CelebriÂty VoicÂes
Josh Jones is a docÂtorÂal canÂdiÂdate in EngÂlish at FordÂham UniÂverÂsiÂty and a co-founder and forÂmer manÂagÂing ediÂtor of GuerÂniÂca / A MagÂaÂzine of Arts and PolÂiÂtics.
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Last TuesÂday night, StanÂford UniÂverÂsiÂty kicked off a big course on the 2012 ElecÂtion. 600 stuÂdents packed into a crowdÂed audiÂtoÂriÂum, fillÂing every seat, waitÂing for the course to begin. Led by David Kennedy (Pulitzer Prize-winÂning hisÂtoÂriÂan), Rob Reich (PolitÂiÂcal SciÂence, StanÂford), and James SteyÂer (CEO, ComÂmon Sense Media), the course brings togethÂer “experts from Stanford’s facÂulÂty, along with disÂtinÂguished parÂticÂiÂpants in and anaÂlysts of AmerÂiÂcan polÂiÂtics.” And, togethÂer, they’re examÂinÂing major issues at stake in the elecÂtion — forÂeign polÂiÂcy, the econÂoÂmy, the Supreme Court, camÂpaign financÂing, camÂpaign stratÂeÂgy, etc.
The first week feaÂtured conÂverÂsaÂtions with two seaÂsoned camÂpaign strateÂgists — Mark McKÂinÂnon and Chris Lehane — who put away their dagÂgers and had an unusuÂalÂly civÂil conÂverÂsaÂtion about the ObaÂma-RomÂney conÂtest, and the state of AmerÂiÂcan polÂiÂtics more genÂerÂalÂly. Also joinÂing the conÂverÂsaÂtion was Gary SeguÂra, a StanÂford expert in polling, who offered up some firm preÂdicÂtions about the elecÂtion.
Although the course is filled to capacÂiÂty, you can attend the course virÂtuÂalÂly on iTunes and YouTube for free. (It will be added to our colÂlecÂtion of 500 Free CoursÂes Online.) A comÂplete list of upcomÂing speakÂers can be found here.
Full disÂcloÂsure: This course was partÂly orgaÂnized by StanÂford ConÂtinÂuÂing StudÂies where I hapÂpiÂly spend my workÂing days. If you live in the San FranÂcisÂco Bay Area, you should check out our amazÂing proÂgram.
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This video comÂbines three things that make me hapÂpy: the voice of Sean ConÂnery, the music of VanÂgeÂlis (Blade RunÂner, CharÂiÂots of Fire), and the poetÂry of C.P. Cavafy. Put them all togethÂer and you get a blissÂful soundÂscape of rolling synth lines, rolling ScotÂtish R’s, and a sucÂcesÂsion of HomeÂrÂic images and anaphorÂic lines. And the video’s quite nice as well.
Cavafy, whose work, I’m told, is realÂly untransÂlatÂable from the origÂiÂnal Greek, always seems to come out pretÂty well to me in EngÂlish. “IthaÂca,” one of his most popÂuÂlar poems, expressÂes what in lessÂer hands might be a banal senÂtiÂment akin to “it’s the jourÂney, not the desÂtiÂnaÂtion.” But in Cavafy’s poem, the jourÂney is both Odysseus’s and ours; it’s epic where our lives seem small, and it transÂlates our minor wanÂderÂings to the realm of mythÂic hisÂtoÂry.
AnyÂway, it seems rude to say much more and drown the poem in comÂmenÂtary. So, folÂlow along with Sean ConÂnery and enjoy… hapÂpy FriÂday.
Find the text of the poem after the jump. (more…)
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PhilosoÂpher and psyÂchoÂanÂaÂlyst Slavoj Zizek is a polarÂizÂing figÂure, in and out of the AcadÂeÂmy. He has been accused of misogÂyÂny and opporÂtunism, and a Guardian columÂnist once wonÂdered if he is “the Borat of phiÂlosÂoÂphy.” The latÂter epiÂthet might be as much a refÂerÂence to his occaÂsionÂal boorÂishÂness as to his SlovenÂian-accentÂed EngÂlish. Despite (or because of) these qualÂiÂties, Zizek has become a fasÂciÂnatÂing pubÂlic intelÂlecÂtuÂal, in part because all of his work is shot through with pop culÂture refÂerÂences as difÂfuse as the most studÂied of fanÂboys. And even though Zizek, a stuÂdent of the FreudiÂan theÂoÂrist Jacques Lacan, can get deeply obscure with the best of his peers, his enthuÂsiÂasm and rapid-fire free-assoÂciÂaÂtions mark him as a true fan of everyÂthing he surÂveys.
The Zizek I just described is fulÂly in eviÂdence in the short clip above from the three-part docÂuÂmenÂtary The Pervert’s Guide to CinÂeÂma. DirectÂed by Sophie Fiennes (sisÂter of Joseph and Ralph), The Pervert’s Guide places Zizek in origÂiÂnal locaÂtions and repliÂca sets of sevÂerÂal clasÂsic films—David Lynch’s Blue VelÂvet, StanÂley Kubrick’s Eyes Wide Shut, and Hitchcock’s VerÂtiÂgo, to name just a few. Zizek’s scenes of comÂmenÂtary are editÂed with scenes from the films to give the impresÂsion that he is speakÂing from withÂin the films themÂselves. It’s a novÂel approach and works parÂticÂuÂlarÂly well in the video above, where Zizek gives us his take on VerÂtiÂgo. As he says of Hitchcock’s film—which could apply to the one he is in as well—“often things begin as a fake, inauÂthenÂtic, artiÂfiÂcial, but you get caught in your own game.” ViewÂers of The Pervert’s Guide get caught in Zizek’s interÂpreÂtive game; it’s a fasÂciÂnatÂing, ridicuÂlous, and unsetÂtling one.
In the clip, through a series of close analyÂses of plot points and camÂera angles, Zizek conÂcludes that VerÂtiÂgo is the realÂizaÂtion of a male fanÂtaÂsy, which necÂesÂsarÂiÂly involves vioÂlence and nightÂmarÂish transÂforÂmaÂtions. In the “male libidÂiÂnal econÂoÂmy,” he says, in the jargon‑y psyÂchoÂanÂaÂlytÂic speak of his trade, women must be “morÂtiÂfied” before they are acceptÂable sexÂuÂal partÂners. SlipÂping out of acaÂdÂeÂmÂic argot, he clarÂiÂfies: “to paraÂphrase an old sayÂing, the only good woman is a dead woman.” It’s this kind of blunt and utterÂly unsenÂtiÂmenÂtal way of speakÂing that raisÂes the hackÂles of some of Zizek’s critÂics. But I’m not here to defend him. WatchÂing (and readÂing) him for me is a game of edge-of-your seat “what outÂraÂgeous or incomÂpreÂhenÂsiÂble thing is he going to say next?” and I’ll admit, I enjoy it. So I’ll leave you with a final Zizek-ism. PerÂhaps it will scare you off for good, or perÂhaps you’re game for a few more rounds of “perÂverÂsion” with this encyÂcloÂpeÂdic critÂic of the self, the social, and the sexÂuÂal:
“A subÂject,” says Zizek, “is a parÂtial someÂthing, a face, someÂthing we see. Behind it, there is a void, a nothÂingÂness. And of course, we sponÂtaÂneousÂly tend to fill in that nothÂingÂness with our fanÂtasies about the wealth of human perÂsonÂalÂiÂty and so on, and so on. To see what is lackÂing in realÂiÂty, to see it as that, there you see subÂjecÂtivÂiÂty. To conÂfront subÂjecÂtivÂiÂty means to conÂfront femÂiÂninÂiÂty. Woman is the subÂject. MasÂculinÂiÂty is a fake.”
You can watch the film in its entireÂty here.
via BibÂliokÂlept
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Good CapÂiÂtalÂist KarÂma: Zizek AniÂmatÂed
Slavoj Ĺ˝iĹľek: How the Marx BrothÂers Embody Freud’s Id, Ego & Super-Ego
Josh Jones is a docÂtorÂal canÂdiÂdate in EngÂlish at FordÂham UniÂverÂsiÂty and a co-founder and forÂmer manÂagÂing ediÂtor of GuerÂniÂca / A MagÂaÂzine of Arts and PolÂiÂtics.
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CouraÂgeous femÂiÂnist punk band Pussy Riot has received more pubÂlic expoÂsure than they ever could have hoped for since three memÂbers were arrestÂed after a FebÂruÂary 21st perÂforÂmance at Moscow’s Christ the SavÂior CatheÂdral and charged with “hooliÂganÂism.” The band formed last SepÂtemÂber in direct response to Vladimir Putin’s deciÂsion to seek the presÂiÂdenÂcy again in March 2012, and they have demonÂstratÂed against his rule ever since, stagÂing conÂfrontaÂtionÂal, but non-vioÂlent, protest perÂforÂmances in Red Square and othÂer RussÂian landÂmarks. They draw much of their enerÂgy and inspiÂraÂtion from workÂing-class British Oi! bands of the 80s, the AmerÂiÂcan femÂiÂnist punk of the 90s Riot Grrrl moveÂment, and from the stalÂwart SonÂic Youth, whose three decade run has put singer/bassist Kim GorÂdon in the spotÂlight as a musiÂcian, artist, and icon.
In the video interÂview above from ExplodÂed View, GorÂdon offers her take on Pussy Riot’s sigÂnifÂiÂcance and their relÂeÂvance to the politÂiÂcal strugÂgles of women in the U.S.. GorÂdon reads Pussy Riot as “disÂsiÂdent art… tarÂgetÂed as a weapon” against a sysÂtem, and its authorÂiÂtarÂiÂan leader, that has wideÂly supÂpressed disÂsent. Like the notoÂriÂous online colÂlecÂtive AnonyÂmous and their endÂlessÂly proÂlifÂerÂatÂing Guy Fawkes masks, Pussy Riot eschews the trapÂpings of indiÂvidÂual fame, wearÂing balÂaÂclavas to obscure their idenÂtiÂties. As they state in a Vice MagÂaÂzine interÂview before the arrests, “new memÂbers can join the bunch and it does not realÂly matÂter who takes part in the next act—there can be three of us or eight, like in our last gig on the Red Square, or even 15. Pussy Riot is a pulÂsatÂing and growÂing body.” The band keeps its focus on the body, as a growÂing colÂlecÂtive or as a symÂbol of resisÂtance to patriÂarÂchal conÂtrol. One memÂber explains the band’s name in the Vice interÂview:
A female sex organ, which is supÂposed to be receivÂing and shapeÂless, sudÂdenÂly starts a radÂiÂcal rebelÂlion against the culÂturÂal order, which tries to conÂstantÂly define it and show its approÂpriÂate place. SexÂists have cerÂtain ideas about how a woman should behave, and Putin, by the way, also has a couÂple thoughts on how RusÂsians should live. FightÂing against all that—that’s Pussy Riot.
The choice of name—which has forced dozens of newsÂcastÂers to say the word “pussy” with a straight face—is, in all seriÂousÂness, a pointÂed refÂerÂence to what GorÂdon calls a “fear of women,” which may explain what nearÂly everyÂone who has an opinÂion on the case charÂacÂterÂizes as an extremeÂly disÂproÂporÂtionÂate senÂtence for the three conÂvictÂed memÂbers. As GorÂdon says above, “ClearÂly Putin is afraid.” RelatÂing the events in RusÂsia to the backÂlash against women’s legÂislaÂtive gains in this counÂtry, GorÂdon says, “what’s going on in WashÂingÂton is realÂly indicaÂtive of that [fear],” and she wonÂders “why there aren’t more men who aren’t conÂcerned about it or bringÂing it up. It’s beyond a women’s issue.” NevÂerÂtheÂless, she strongÂly implies that the U.S. is ripe for a “pussy riot”—a new punk-rock women’s movement—since “women make natÂurÂal anarÂchists and revÂoÂluÂtionÂarÂies because they’ve always been secÂond-class citÂiÂzens and had to claw their way up.”
Pussy Riot has citÂed SonÂic Youth’s “Kool Thing” (above) as an influÂence, a tauntÂing femÂiÂnist retort to male come-ons that asks its tarÂget “are you gonna libÂerÂate us girls / From male white corÂpoÂrate oppresÂsion?” The unstatÂed answer is, no, he isn’t. As GorÂdon implies above, and as Pussy Riot explain in an interÂview with The Guardian below, the only response to so-called “wars on women” everyÂwhere may be a “femÂiÂnist whip”:
Josh Jones is a docÂtorÂal canÂdiÂdate in EngÂlish at FordÂham UniÂverÂsiÂty and a co-founder and forÂmer manÂagÂing ediÂtor of GuerÂniÂca / A MagÂaÂzine of Arts and PolÂiÂtics.
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Take, for examÂple, the evoÂluÂtion of Fitzgerald’s sigÂnaÂture (above). From the labored scrawls of a five year-old, to the pracÂticed script of an eleven-year-old schoolÂboy, to the experÂiÂmenÂtal teenaged posÂes, we see the letÂterÂing get loosÂer, more stylÂized, then tightÂen up again as it assumes its own mature idenÂtiÂty in the conÂfiÂdentÂly eleÂgant near-calÂligÂraÂphy of the 21-year-old Fitzgerald–an evoÂluÂtion that traces the writer’s creÂative growth from uncerÂtain but pasÂsionÂate youth to disÂciÂplined artist. Alright, maybe that’s all nonÂsense. I’m no expert. The pracÂtice of handÂwritÂing analyÂsis, or grapholÂoÂgy, is genÂerÂalÂly a forenÂsic tool used to idenÂtiÂfy the marks of crimÂiÂnal susÂpects and detect forgÂeries, not a minÂdreadÂing techÂnique, although it does get used that way. One site, for examÂple, proÂvides an analyÂsis of one of Fitzgerald’s 1924 letÂters to Carl Van VechtÂen. From the minute charÂacÂterÂisÂtics of the GatsÂby novelist’s script, the anaÂlyst divines that he is “creÂative,” “artisÂtic,” and appreÂciÂates the finÂer things in life. ColÂor me a litÂtle skepÂtiÂcal.
But maybe there is someÂthing to my theÂoÂry of Fitzgerald’s growÂing matuÂriÂty and self-conÂscious cerÂtainÂty as eviÂdenced by his sigÂnaÂtures. He pubÂlished This Side of ParÂadise to great acclaim three years after the final sigÂnaÂture above. In the priÂor sigÂnaÂtures, we see him strugÂgling for conÂtrol as he wrote and revised an earÂliÂer unpubÂlished novÂel called The RomanÂtic EgoÂtist, which FitzgerÂald himÂself told ediÂtor Perkins was “a tedious, disÂconÂnectÂed casseÂrole.” The outÂsized, extravÂaÂgant letÂterÂing of the artist in his late teens is nothÂing if not “romanÂtic.” But FitzgerÂald achieved just enough conÂtrol in his short life to write a verÂiÂtaÂble treaÂsure chest of stoÂries (many brilÂliant and some just plain silÂly) and a handÂful of novÂels, includÂing, of course, the one for which he’s best known. Most of the rest of the time, as most everyÂone knows, he was kind of a mess.
Try a litÂtle amaÂteur handÂwritÂing analyÂsis of your own on the last senÂtence of The Great GatsÂby, writÂten in FitzgerÂald’s own hand below a porÂtrait of the writer by artist Robert KasÂtor.

via I always wantÂed to be a TenenÂbaum
Josh Jones is a docÂtorÂal canÂdiÂdate in EngÂlish at FordÂham UniÂverÂsiÂty and a co-founder and forÂmer manÂagÂing ediÂtor of GuerÂniÂca / A MagÂaÂzine of Arts and PolÂiÂtics.
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