March 8th is the real May Day.
Liberal feminism is low hanging fruit for any competent critic. It’s been criticized ad nauseum. Will yet another book add anything substantially new to the “to be read” pile? It is doubtful. It would be another matter to bring a critical torch to bear on the current post-liberal feminist orthodoxy: intersectionality. It needs to be torched. But this would require more courage and ingenuity than is need to bash the liberal women of the second wave. Unlike the critique of liberal feminism, there are no well-worn grooves in which to slot an argument.
On the fiftieth anniversary of the Cultural Revolution: It is no surprise that the today’s Party Capitalists remain silent about the crimes of their Party Communist predecessors, one of the dumbest, barbaric, ideology-driven political programs in world history.
As much as Mr Rubio was unqualified for the Presidency and would have been dangerous if in close range of the nuclear button, his Twitter retort to journalists who launder innuendo through “unnamed sources” is well played.
Celebrity feminism is the only feminism that is functioning effectively.
On Venezuela: Fossil fuel dependent revolutions are inevitably short-lived.
According to Camille Paglia,
[Taylor] Swift herself should retire that obnoxious Nazi Barbie routine of wheeling out friends and celebrities as performance props …
Like bell hooks (who a few years ago called Beyoncé a “terrorist“), Ms Paglia employs outlandish provocation as a means to stanch flagging books sales and to maintain her honoraria at an elevated level.
Pundit feminism, comprised of 140 character bon mots, is solely concerned with taking down celebrity women. The collateral damage of its mechanically reproduced outrage can be measured in the troubled status of academic feminism.
Mr Trump is a Harlequinade candidate.
The pacifier and glow stick generation has grown up and is making movies.
The latest twitter outrage (as reported in The Guardian):
Meryl Streep and three other cast members of the film Suffragette have been the subject of criticism online, after appearing in a photo shoot last week wearing T-shirts featuring a controversial slogan.
“I’d rather be a rebel than a slave,” the slogan read, quoting a 1913 speech by women’s rights activist Emmeline Pankhurst.
Those who can’t comprehend metaphor and/or analogical reasoning will be the ruin of contemporary civilization.
The dirty secret of the National Rifle Manufacturers Association: mass shootings are good for business.
With his blundering in Ukraine and now Syria Mr Putin has become the Russian version of G. W. Bush.
Democrats appear to be taking seriously polling data suggesting Donald Trump would beat Hillary Clinton in a head-to-head matchup. Why? He won’t be elected President. He may not even win the Republican nomination. For now, enjoy the misery of the Republican Party and its Fox News politburo.
The unshirting of the Air France executives, which revealed flabby abs, is the most creative act of popular protest since riding the stang went out of favor.
The shift from humourless intersectionality to ironic, lifestyle feminism is welcome. Thank you, Ms Dunham.
In the wake of the Greece debacle (for Mr Tsipras and the demagogue Varoufakis), talk of the final days of capitalism is sure to ensue. It’s worth remembering that the end of capitalism was just around the corner. In 1848. The final crisis of capitalism never quite happened. Hence, in its place there arose the “crisis of crisis theory” (Claus Offe). Anyone recall the “falling rate of profit”?
Capitalism is always innovativing, which Marx recognised. Methods of procuring profit are revolutionised constantly; whatever does not work, is abandoned. What Marx failed to recognise was the role that the state would play in extending the shelf life of capitalism well beyond his worst fears. The state is not merely the “executive committee” of the bourgeoisie in its struggle against the working class; it is also an engine of capitalist expansion. Most importantly, the state makes the ethereal, invisible hand quite visible to investors.
The term “postcapitalism” is a fudge on the fact that it’s still capitalism (or “late capitalism” as per Adorno). Mr Graeber is, at best, a theorist of the “last crisis,” not the “next crisis” and certainly not the “final crisis,” which never arrives anyway. My advice: don’t waste time enrolling in Potlatch Economics 101.
I’m all in for the next president Clinton, but FDR? Even if he gave a fine speech, no one remembers him, not even boomers.
Jeb! Bush announced his candidacy, saying “I will run to win.” What an unusual sentiment.
Intellectuals and writers can’t compete with TV, film, and sporting celebrities. Even politicians rank higher than the intelligentsia (a true disaster for humanity) because they have also taken on the trappings of celebrity. The slow culture of the life of the mind is no match for the fast culture of the digital era.
The sacking of Nobel Laureate Tim Hunt is being blamed on feminists. It is true that without feminism, Mr Hunt would have been unable to give a talk on “Women in science.”
Elián González has resurfaced, expressing a desire to visit the USA. I remember that his Miami relatives were horrendous.
Antiquities in unstable regions beset by medieval monotheist violence should be transported to, and housed in, museums in the West.
I’m glad Ms Swift embraces the role of a leading feminist. It is time to put misogyny out of business wherever it appears.
The recently discovered portrait of Shakespeare doesn’t look anything like Shakespeare.
The Republican Tea Party and far right wingnuts are off on their usual wild goose chase for a Clinton scandal where none exists. Many of these Republicans will breitbart themselves over her election. Well trolled, Ms Clinton.