From the Other Coast
On poetry and riot.
On poetry and riot.
This play unfolds, as so many contemporary dramas now do, over the medium of email.
It is ironic that Ovid had barely finished his long poem when his exile was decreed.
Mugabe’s denials can and should now be read as a chilling reminder that the depths to which his regime has sunk today had already been charted
A Hack comic is a sheep in wolf’s clothing, “poking fun,” never “killing.” He is the jester who won’t risk the king’s displeasure.
By Nightfall, like The Hours, is chock full of literary reference, especially Thomas Mann (Death in Venice), not Virginia Woolf.
I wondered if O’Brien’s words, like explosive devices hidden in the humid jungles, had triggered these awful images, or if Iraq simply played forever in Mike’s head, a fractured repetitive loop.
The adventure in The Phantom Tollbooth doesn’t change; it’s the meaning we find in it that evolves.
Education is as close to a secular religion as we have in the United States.
On Occupy Cal and the fight over public education in California.
At first I was skeptical about Occupy Riverside. But the more I heard about what was going on downtown, the more enthusiastic I became.
I heard a student exclaim, "This isn’t a protest or demonstration — it’s a process."
It was decided, a species of what we might call a “postmodern general strike” will come lumbering out of the revolutionary textbook.
Writing my book, I kept asking myself: Why haven’t we fought back? Why don’t 21st century writers organize?
As the tent city grows, a community has sprouted, igniting human interaction in ways that are often anathema to Los Angeles’s sprawl.
A symptom?! Why does a book celebrating the talents of individual Los Angeles artists suddenly go all Fernand Braudel on us