WALKABOUT by Leslie Brown In the summer of 1969 I told my mother II was going to sublet an apartment in the Cass Corridor. I’d always wanted to live near campus, and this was my last chance, my final quarter of graduate...
Read Moreeachers do not always know what tomorrow will bring as far as rhetoric or policy. This, unfortunately, is not new. Rollouts on things like national standards (most recently Common Core) and their accompanying tests, state graduation requirements, and schoolwide curricula happen at lightening speed, and educators try to keep up by figuring test preparation into their day, remain in compliance with laws, and shield their students from whatever harmful or hateful tweet has emerged from a friend, a foe, or the Oval Office.
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Photo: Kisoon Choi “Only Hearts” Art/Peace Project Sharing the peacemaking visions of 3,500...
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Greg Stewart photo Jack and Odetta, Stage Left 2 Odetta Hartman Rocks the House at Rough Trade ...
Read MoreFull disclosure: Jonathan Penton is this reviewer’s fraternal twin. That’s right. The author currently under examination was parturated clinging onto my red-hairy ankle. He entered upon this particular incarnation all primed to fuck me out of my birthright for some dribbles of lentil soup the color of blood, salsa and unpainted rust. So, how have I managed, in this strange critique, to approach my rival sibling’s stuff with such an unjaundiced eye? Is it due to the magisterial disinterestedness of my critical faculty?
Perhaps it’s just because—as I’ve suddenly come to realize, now that Bradley’s Complaint has been duly lodged and I’ve delivered myself of my authorial pet peeve—I don’t give a fuck. I don’t even recognize the notion of birthright.
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