This Week

Rememberance of Things Painful

by The Morning News

Every Friday we take a look back at the week’s headlines, centering on a theme we’ve singled out as particularly important. Many of this week’s stories were related to remembering the bad things in order to make a better, happier, and more pain-free future.

Researchers find “manipulating” past memories of drug use can help addicts avoid relapse:

Tests 180 days later showed that levels of cravings were lower in those treated during the “memory window” than in the other groups. These experiments were backed up by further tests on “addicted” rats.

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Portraits by Other Means

Misogyny Soup

by Leah Finnegan Misogyny Soup

Have you thought about the patriarchy today? It’s still happening, you know. It was, and is, everywhere, especially literature. Here is some proof, via condescending love letters and New Yorker articles. Sorry to be such a bummer.

Aristotle

There is no doubt that Aristotle’s texts are misogynist; he thought that women were inferior to men and he said so explicitly. For example, to cite Cynthia Freeland’s catalogue: “Aristotle says that the courage of a man lies in commanding, a woman’s lies in obeying;” that “matter yearns for form, as the female for the male and the ugly for the beautiful;” that women have fewer teeth than men; that a female is an incomplete male or “as it were, a deformity”: which contributes only matter and not form to the generation of offspring; that in general “a woman is perhaps an inferior being”; that female characters in a tragedy will be inappropriate if they are too brave or too clever.” 

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New York's Roadside Attractions

Floyd Bennett Field

by Erik Bryan Floyd Bennett Field

My father grew up on a farm in northeast Kansas in the late 1950s. The farm happened to be under the flight path leading to a Strategic Air Command base in North Dakota. By the time he was six, he’d seen more than one hulking B-52 glide quietly across his horizon. Even from such a young age, he says, he wanted nothing more than to be a pilot.

During his freshman year at Kansas State in 1972, he joined the Air Force ROTC and took the Air Force Officers Qualifying Test, which he nearly aced. Then during a physical exam his left eye failed him, and he was told he will never fly a jet—at least not one owned by the U.S. government. He still could have entered the Air Force as an officer, but for him, what was the point? Continue Reading

Portraits by Other Means

To Sleep, Perchance to Lose Consciousness

by Leah Finnegan To Sleep, Perchance to Lose Consciousness

Every night before I go to bed, I like to have a glass of warm almond milk and watch an episode of Frasier. What do you do?

Salvador Dalí

Salvador Dalí wrote about this technique that he called “Slumber with a key.” He featured it as one of his 50 secrets of magic craftsmanship. Dalí presents this afternoon nap as a means of lucid dreaming (though one could argue it is more along the lines of hynagogia). It lasts less than a minute, in fact, even a second could be too long! Dalí recommends that the slumber last even less than a quarter of a second

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Husband, Father, Writer, War

Inertia

by Nathan Deuel Inertia

This spring, I visited Faraya, the Lebanese mountain a few hours from what was starting to look like a war in Syria. We tried parking beside a BMW, which was disgorging taut specimens in wintry pleasure gear, but another car beat us to the spot. After three wars in as many decades, there were still bullet holes all over Beirut but also a ton of money. When people could, they liked to party.

I squirmed in my seat, an American in the Middle East, needing very badly to pee. I was already shaking from cold, and—reaching for my gloves—I realized how badly I’d prepared. Can you get hurt trying to sled without gloves?   Continue Reading

This Week

Wanting to Be Loved

by The Morning News

Every Friday we take a look back at the week’s headlines, centering on a theme we’ve singled out as particularly important. This week, some people wanted to be loved, while others just want people to show a little more love to their fellow man.

Woman’s account of sleeping with her favorite male porn star, whom she picked up (very quickly) in a bar:

Instead of being entertained, I was doing the entertaining, and I suspect he was too — but for whom, exactly? We were the only audience.

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#TheRooster

Today in the 2012 Tournament of Books

by The Tournament of Books Staff Today in the 2012 Tournament of Books

After three weeks of grueling battle, we’re down to two books. In today’s final, Duncan Murrell picks between Open City by Teju Cole and The Sisters Brothers by Patrick deWitt, with help from the entire judges panel. Were your score predictions from yesterday correct?

And finally, before we all go down for a stiff drink and a very long nap, we’d like to thank our ever-wise judges, talented authors, and above all you, our invaluable community of readers, for the best tournament yet. The Rooster’s crows are fading into the distance, but we’ll be back soon.

Portraits by Other Means

Mind the Law

by Leah Finnegan Mind the Law

I have a great lawyer—my uncle. He’s helped me with some shady stuff, like speeding tickets and my taxes. Here are some other lawyers you should know about.

John Henry Browne

“Attorney John Henry Browne,” read a headline on the cover of Pacific, a Seattle news magazine. “He shoots from the hip to defend the notorious.”

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His father worked on the Manhattan Project and later for the Atomic Energy Commission. Mr. Browne played bass in the Crystal Palace Guard, a band that opened for some of the most popular bands of the 1960s. His office includes a black-and-white etching of a somber Abraham Lincoln, a framed 45 of “Imagine,” by John Lennon and a sculpture of a laughing Buddha. He is happy to talk about “the curse of awareness” and how he struggles “to keep my ego under control.”

“My skeletons aren’t in the closet,” he said. “They’re on the front lawn.”  

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Husband, Father, Writer, War

I Didn’t See You There

by Nathan Deuel I Didn’t See You There

The other night in Beirut, notebook in hand, I slowed to watch an old man part his curtains. Inside a building scarred by bullet holes, he worried his hands, standing beside yellow walls and a water-stained desk. I fumbled in my bag, trying to find a pen. A dog barked. The afternoon light was dying, and I couldn’t find the damn pen.

Then I noticed a fleet of jet-black SUVs, windows tinted, creeping down the block. The old man closed his curtains. Street lights kicked on with a buzzing of white light. I’d gone, perhaps, from watching to being watched.   Continue Reading

This Week

Growing Pains

by The Morning News

Bow and Arrows via Shutterstock

Every Friday we take a look back at the week’s headlines, centering on a theme we’ve singled out as particularly important. This week, jungle growth was obscuring New Orleans’s Lower Ninth Ward, while the white saviour industrial complex wanted a growth now, no matter the costs. Like a clumsy teenage boy, desired and unwanted growth spurts provoke strange reacts.

Teju Cole on the white savior industrial complex:

If we are going to interfere in the lives of others, a little due diligence is a minimum requirement.

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