Love and rage
By Michael Stauch | April 16, 2010The end of the school year is a time of summing up. Some might look back on the articles I’ve written over the course of this year and see only a litany of hopelessness.
The end of the school year is a time of summing up. Some might look back on the articles I’ve written over the course of this year and see only a litany of hopelessness.
For the past few weeks, I’ve been driving all over Durham attending meetings.
When Kanye and Drake rap about these things, then, they speak to the radical demand inside all of us that we be able not simply to exist, but to enjoy the best that life has to offer.
In sharp contrast to the celebratory atmosphere that prevailed in China for the Summer Olympics two years ago, the Winter Olympics in Vancouver have from the start had an embattled air.
At the World Economic Forum in Switzerland last month, the world’s leading politicians put their heads together in an effort to think of a solution to the crisis facing the world today, only to...
I spent this past weekend in Detroit burying an uncle who just died of cancer. As I drove back to the airport Tuesday morning, amid the ruins of a willfully neglected and not forgotten city, I...
In a grainy YouTube video, a chaotic scene unfolds. Police in riot gear stand opposite a group of shouting students, separated by heavy metal barricades. Soon, the cops begin charging into the...
We do not know our own strength, and no one dares to tell us. This week, we began to feel that strength in our bones.
Almost 20 years ago today, ordinary Germans on both sides of a divided country took sledgehammers, and even their bare hands, to the 12-foot wall separating East from West Germany and made history.
I would put forward that candlelight vigils at Duke and militant student occupations around the world suggest not necessarily a war between right and left, but a war within ourselves—a war between...