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Green is the new black

by Jen Mandel

( Commerce and Future )

Since global warming has begun to manifest itself in a frighteningly real way, environmentalism is no longer the radical idea it once was. The “greener than thou” attitude now pervades every pore of modern American society. On the surface, this isn’t such a bad thing; if people realize that their actions directly affect […]

The most important thing

by Dave Barber

( Politics and Stage )

A favorite joke of mine, set in the middle of the last century, I imagine around the time Brando was making his debut: A young Method actor is having lunch at Sardi’s with an old ham of an actor and asking for advice about the craft.
Young Method Actor: I’m working on a scene right now […]

For National Poetry Month: Hart Crane’s “To Brooklyn Bridge”

by Bryan Waterman

( Words )

I miss Hart Crane this spring.

It’s not that I’m a particular fan of his poetry: sometimes I’m tempted to paraphrase Doctorow on Poe and call him our “best bad poet.” But for several spring semesters in a row I’ve included parts of The Bridge in my Writing New York class, and this year, for a […]

Persephone returns

by Pandora Brewer

( Death and Life and Love and Nature )

I became a feminist when I was 24 years old.
I had graduated from college, been promoted to a new position, lived in a swank apartment and flashed a fresh-from-the-velvet engagement ring. In the window of time between waiting and settled, I decided to take a class at the local State University. After looking over my options, I […]

Multimedia: More short reviews

by TGW Staff

( Love and Movies and Technology and Words )

What we’re watching, reading/looking at, watching, and, uh, rejecting:

The American Experience, “Walt Whitman” (PBS)
Last Thursday night we serendipitously stumbled upon the broadcast of The American Experience episode on Walt Whitman. One commentator noted that “it was as if Whitman had read a want ad’s notice for ‘National Poet’ and signed up.”
For me, the highlight […]