They call it information

Upon hearing of Michael Jackson’s death, two pained sensations struck me: The first was sadness over creative brilliance being snuffed. The second was the knowledge that our celebrity construction/deconstruction machine was about to perform up to its usual, um, standards. And what a bravura performance it has been. I know this and I have abided…

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‘God commands: Disperse’

As horrors from the streets of Tehran snake-danced past America’s eyes the other night, I had an eerie TV experience: viewing comparably unconscionable ugliness on the streets of America. It came from the 2007 documentary Chicago 10 — footage from the bloody riots during the 1968 Democratic National Convention. Chicago 10 is pulsing evidence that even in a…

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