The very people that George Will is trying to appeal to are evidently quite happy to be drunk on the power that their brutishness has created.
Commentary
Visual Arts Commentary: Pat Falco’s MOCK — A Resonant Statement about Boston’s Affordable Housing Crisis
With MOCK, the artist has made made an exceptionally powerful statement, conceptually and physically, about Boston’s increasingly dire affordable housing predicament.
Critical Commentary: A Few Thoughts about John Simon
Few critics proclaimed that the emperor was naked as a jaybird with as much savvy panache.
Music Commentary: Why You Should Buy 45s
Let the unimaginative people diddle around with their baseball cards and stamp collections. This is the kind of irrational, eccentric passion that you will be remembered for.
Music Commentary: The Black Crowes — Redux?
When have the Robinsons ever done what was expected on them? And when have they ever really cared?
Arts Commentary: MFA Boston — at 150
There have been times in the MFA’s past when it hasn’t lived up to its educational mission, when it has pandered to the whims of the wealthy — particularly its fat cat benefactors.
Commentary/Interview: Boston Globe Union Negotiations — Anger and Resistance
Those who value serious journalism (as well as the rights of journalists) should be quite worried about just how lethally Boston Globe management is attempting to undercut the newspaper’s union.
Literary Appreciation: The Late Harold Bloom — Pursuer of “Difficult Pleasures”
“What is the function of literary criticism in a Disinformation Age? Read, reread, describe, evaluate, appreciate: that is the art of literary criticism for the present time.” — Harold Bloom
Music Commentary: Songs Ken Burns Overlooked in “Country Music”
Country music is as rich and complex as any other genre, but given the inevitable marketing tie-ins, it might be a good time to offer the names of artists and songs that either weren’t included or were briefly touched on at best.
Film Reconsideration: The Beats’s “Pull My Daisy” at 60
You can go home again, daddy-o, but you’re not the same person you were the first time around.