Suppose a tank with a human shield attached is headed toward killing people and the only way to stop the tank’s attack is to shoot through the hostage placed there by the person who runs the tank. It may well be permissible to shoot if this will stop the attack on many people. (The rules of war should take account of such cases in refinement of its condition on not targeting civilians.) On the other hand, if many civilians are attached as shields to the tank, and the tank would kill far fewer civilians were it to continue, it may violate proportionality to shoot to achieve the goal of stopping the attack. So again the calculation of expected civilian deaths that would occur on each side, depending on whether a military device is attacked or not, is necessary. — Frances Kamm on Taking Just War Seriously In Gaza
Every breath borrowed, every breath
owed. We’ve been going about it
the wrong way: kissing with our mouths
full of rings, trying to read the future
in the prism cut of snow. — from Lisa Olstein’s “Night People”
"The cumulative effect of reading all twenty of these poems in a row is a very appealing form of quasi-dissonance. All those barely missed connections between the units, coupled with their strict regimentation on the page, creates a kind of prosodic static electricity. It is stunning… He develops a new kind of prose poem that quotes the idea of transition (be it through line breaks, stanza breaks, punctuation, etc) again and again."
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"As many Americans anticipate the likely nomination by a major party of a woman for president—the New Republic cover of July 14 calls Hillary Clinton ‘Inevitable’—it is worth pausing to reflect on how women’s participation in politics has changed over the course of American history.” Here’s A Short History of Women in U.S. Politics.
What Arthur T.’s Market Basket represents to employees and customers is the proverbial fair deal. Having less money doesn’t mean you are unworthy of a decent quality of life. What Arthur S.’s Market Basket represents is the age-old scheme of soaking low-end earners who should feel lucky for their meager repast. — Simon Waxman on Market Basket’s Fair Deal
"Instead of seeing China’s commercial heart aglow in afternoon sunlight, I watched a wall of fat, dusky haze surge down the Huangpu River, cloaking the city’s hypermodern skyline in an eerily premature twilight. Chinese tourists donned disposable cotton facemasks, a custom I quickly adopted.”
Sarah Hill on China’s environmental crisis
Poetry must have something in it that is barbaric, vast and wild. —
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"The spectacle of workers pining for their boss must seem bizarre indeed, but [former Market Basket CEO] Arthur T. is not your average capitalist exploiter. He has built a company that serves as a sort of for-profit community service, responsive to the needs of every type of customer, including ones that others don’t bother to court because they have too little money and speak too little English.”
On Market Basket’s unique ability to unite a community: http://www.bostonreview.net/blog/simon-waxman-market-basket-protest-boycott-ceo-demoulas
*the spring I’d noticed without noticing, then noticed and could not stop noticing even though progress and motion impeded and then another obstacle in my way, a double capture, one of them necessary (my eye caught) and the other frustration (the stopping), beginning to suspect the retaining forces are in fact related and breathe on you too warmly and so close in behind as you begin to slow and then a hand on your arm, still sometimes you can’t help stopping and you wouldn’t want to, really, but neither could you go on still through gray undifferentiated rush, a sheltered tunnel or vessel — Lindsay Turner, “from Odyssey”
"We imagined a grain of sand. / Rubbed it, held it in our mouths until it gained // A luster:" [x]
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