Privilege discourse offers a way for members of the same class to discuss differences in the same room.
If this was not yet a movement, it was definitely a mood—antifree—and it was fighting a more difficult battle.
May 13, 2014
A gazette revival
On Monday, May 5, Occupy Wall Street protester Cecily McMillan was found guilty of assaulting NYPD Officer Grantley Bovell at the OWS anniversary protest on March 17, 2012. She now faces two to seven years in prison, with the possibility of probation. To tell McMillan’s story and assess its consequences, a group of editors revived the Occupy! gazette in anticipation of her May 19 sentencing. Our hope is to enter into evidence what the court ignored.
April 19, 2014
Subscribers can now read every issue online.
Forgive me for so crassly responding to your piece by finding myself in it. But somehow I feel invited to!
Keith Gessen replies: The genital flag?
Don’t worry, we weren’t feeling or thinking anything about what we heard—we were only sitting here, trying not to cough.
March 18, 2014
What n+1 editors and contributors are reading this month.
David Owen’s The Man Who Invented Saturday Morning: And Other Adventures in American Enterprise should be way, way more famous than it is. Somebody reissue it. The collection of essays— published in Harper’s and the Atlantic in the 1980s— is about advertising, market research, how to get people to do what you want them to do. Owen goes to Liverpool with a bunch of Beatles fanatics, attends a convention for convention planners, close-reads trade magazines, explains how divorce rates influence the toy industry. The conceit, in retrospect, is a little flimsy, but it doesn’t matter: his essays are among the least tortured journalism I’ve ever read, and his choice of subject matter—novel, seemingly slight—epitomizes the kind of obsolete intellectual audacity that, for whatever reason, you only ever really come across in out of print books.
I’m the internet. You might have heard of me.
March 7, 2014
I cannot get excited about men and women scooting along a landscape of dead trees and ice for an hour and a half.
They looked like some army of the damned, out to fight zombies—but in fact they were facing down their own police.
January 13, 2014
It’s unlikely that I will drop n+1, but I was concerned when suddenly fiction started to flood another magazine I enjoy.