Black, White and Dead All Over
Essay by Hamilton Wesley Ellis | Big Journalism reaps what it sows. The industry may not be able to address its problems in a manner that proposes a solution on the horizon, but it sure can dole out blame
read moreEssay by Hamilton Wesley Ellis | Big Journalism reaps what it sows. The industry may not be able to address its problems in a manner that proposes a solution on the horizon, but it sure can dole out blame
read moreEssay by Bellicus | Assuming the rate of demographic change and general social degradation continues, a time may come—or maybe it already has—when we ought to ask ourselves the Bolivaran question: Do our politics still reflect our polity?
read moreFiction by Ryan W. Morgan | Jay *Boss* Dawson is not a hero. Broke and beaten down, he half-works a shitty government job while drowning himself in whiskey and chasing tail to pass the time. But when a fully-loaded Mexican cartel cargo drone crashes in the backyard of his little blue rental home, everything changes
read moreEssay by Manny Marotta | Within living memory, there was a time where modern warriors donned chainmail, mounted horses, and rode fearlessly into battle like their ancestors
read moreEssay by Ingmar Bugman | The great secret, the one that we continue to drift further and further from, is that a film endures because it connects to our real lives through form. And the way The Matrix does this is through the form of its drama. In a screenplay, the secret to motivated characters is choice
read moreFiction by Ryan W. Morgan | Jay *Boss* Dawson is not a hero. Broke and beaten down, he half-works a shitty government job while drowning himself in whiskey and chasing tail to pass the time. But when a fully-loaded Mexican cartel cargo drone crashes in the backyard of his little blue rental home, everything changes
read moreFiction by Jack Norman | Bartholomew Grant was no longer able to sleep for very long. He called it a product of his old age and took it to mean that he should be up more in the mornings instead of laying for as long as he could in a kind of depression
read moreEssay by Don Quixote da Mancha | I still remember my first night living in a firehouse, a practice typical of parts of the poor suburban Mid-Atlantic, where the fire crews still rely on volunteers
read moreEssay by Richard Tseng | In many ways, we already live in Eumeswil. Perhaps we always have
read moreBook extract by Max Leathe | Meme is a darkly comical and deeply uncomfortable exploration of social media politics, racial identity, and America’s low-level civil war
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