The Bit Player
Fielding in the deep, the player can be outdoors at 9pm, standing under a sky full of light. The bleakness of winter is still many months away. [Purchase Required]
Fielding in the deep, the player can be outdoors at 9pm, standing under a sky full of light. The bleakness of winter is still many months away. [Purchase Required]
In the buildings of Balkrishna Doshi, the Indian architect who won this year’s Pritzker Prize, it’s easy to take the light for granted.
Whispers of an effacement — a cruel loan, financial intrigues— began to gust around the village. The near-loss of the harbor two years ago came upon the village like a temblor.
We inhabit an age of walls, the journalist Tim Marshall observes in Divided. Half of all border barriers erected around the world since 1945 have appeared in this century.
Around half past nine on a Thursday evening, at the Comedy Cellar in New York, Hasan Minhaj is an hour away from taking the stage. By all reckoning, this should be a fine journalistic moment, a moment when the writer is let into the thin, charged space between Minhaj’s private existence and his public one.