Breaking Atoms

For bedroom demagogues and armchair fans.

A Pryor Love | The New Yorker

The Nation That Janet Jackson Built | The Atlantic

The Aesthetics of Nation Building | DIS Magazine

On Death and iPods: A Requiem | WIRED

At its best sport is all about that endlessly seductive capacity for renewal and fresh dawns, but Rooney has presented something more realistic and familiar over the years, a sense of an entire adult life lived in miniature, form that brilliantly vital teenager who juggled the ball on the pitch against Turkey to this careworn England captain with all his flaws and omissions and fading reach: a living breathing reminder that every life is to a degree a matter of controlled youthful explosion followed by a levelling out and reckoning up, measuring the outer reaches of talent and possibilities, shadowed always by that sense of having meant, somewhere along the way, to do it all very differently, to have climbed higher, run further, that this was not – no, not this – what you meant to say at all.

The Strange Tale of the North Pond Hermit | GQ

The recent glut of 90s nostalgia, for everything from recession-stoked grunge to the goopy bubblegum byproduct of the Clinton boom years, has clogged the arteries of pop culture. To the point that every Clueless homage or metric ton of BuzzFeed content has the opposite of the intended effect. The relentless “remember this??” elbowing only serves to disconnect us further, stripping everything of any real context, insisting that we broadly remember it all fondly.

Let’s Be Real | Grantland

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Visitors of diverse nationalities crowd a casino roulette table in Swaziland, 1969.Photograph by Volkmar K. Wentzel, National Geographic Creative

natgeofound:

Visitors of diverse nationalities crowd a casino roulette table in Swaziland, 1969.Photograph by Volkmar K. Wentzel, National Geographic Creative

…in the absence of more tangible political goals, any movement that is about fighting for better social mirrors is going to eventually fall victim to its own narcissism.

—Naomi Klein

(Source: marxists.org)