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Archives from January 25th, 2013
Why I Do Not Want to Leave Palestine/Israel
LYNDA BURSTEIN BRAYER
It is not by accident that I have been asked on several occasions, and not least by members of my own family, why I remain in the Jewish state of Israel. I am an implacable anti-Zionist and have left the Jewish religion formally, becoming a possible “meshumedet̶...
A New Model Drone Resolution
DAVID SWANSON
In the absence of state or federal laws, localities around the United States are proceeding to put unmanned aerial vehicles in our skies as they see fit.  The federal government has authorized the flight of 30,000 drones, and the use of drones up to 400 feet by police de...
Sport and the Sublime
M. G. PIETY
I watched a lot of TV as a kid. That was before cable, so finding something interesting could be challenging. I was channel surfing one day when I happened on some diving. I didn’t know anything about diving. but even people who don’t know anything about it can apprec...
Feeling Like a Big Shot
MISSY BEATTIE
I’ve been lying in bed, temperature elevated, bones on fire, achy, and questioning the decision to reject Big Pharma’s flu vaccine. Vowing to better prepare for the next germ wave, I hit  Google—to search symptoms, foods to bolster the immune system, tips. A...
The Great Dismal
PHIL ROCKSTROH
“Real generosity towards the future lies in giving all to the present.”  – Albert Camus The repercussions of our acts — the constructs we create — endure well past the dissolution of our ...
Dilemmas of an Online Film Watcher
JOE GIAMBRONE
I clicked over here and over there, looking for something watchable. Site after site, they want more and more information about me. First it was my email address. And my birthday (which they never got accurately). And my name (ditto). Now I’m the subject of numerous dat...
Forging An Independent Foreign Policy
CESAR CHELALA
On January 23, 2013, The Jerusalem Post reported on a meeting held by Chuck Hagel, President Barak Obama’s defense secretary nominee, in which Hagel stated his strong commitment to preventing Iran from acquiring a nuclear weapon and to maintaining Israel’s qualitative...
The Great White Camel
RANDY SHIELDS
Probably many people have read the informed and thoughtful commentary on the movie “Zero Dark Thirty” by ...
A Simple Story About Two Fucked Up People
KIM NICOLINI
David O. Russell’s Silver Linings Playbook may very well be the Feel Good Movie of the Year even if we ultimately end up feeling good by accepting our imperfections and embracing how dysfunctional we are as people. Playing on classic Hollywood screwball comedies ...
Hijacking Education’s Sanctuary
CHARLES R. LARSON
Two incidents in Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o’s richly moving account of his years during secondary school in Kenya, ...
Painful Paeans to America
DAVID YEARSLEY
Panic set in not for the obvious reasons: the blinding white stone of the Capitol dome, ramparts and columns resembling nothing so much as Albert Speer’s ...
Dorbin, DeWald and Ford
POETS' BASEMENT
A Soviet of Sound, 1986 by SANFORD DORBIN   Here’s Sviatoslav Richter scouting the steppes by train. Stops ad lib in some unpromising village & his aides have a concert organized in an hour. A t...