The Empire Kills Its Poets
Tupac Shakur’s life cannot be understood without understanding the United States as a racial-capitalist empire.
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Tupac Shakur’s life cannot be understood without understanding the United States as a racial-capitalist empire.
The fascist right can’t decide if the country is bursting at the seams or facing demographic collapse. One minute it’s “no more room”, the next it’s “have more babies”. Strip away the rhetoric, and the truth is clear: this isn’t about numbers. It’s about race and it always has been.
Kneecap aren’t the danger. The danger is a British media machine that still treats Irish defiance as terrorism and harks for empire. What the Daily Mail fears isn’t incitement but memory, and that the wrong people might start singing their history out loud
A slick salesman of decline, Farage offers Lincolnshire nothing but cuts dressed as efficiency. This isn’t a grassroots revolution. it’s a racket, and you will foot the bill.
Reform UK is rising not because it has answers, but because Labour no longer asks the questions, and in the silence, rage finds its voice.
Diana became a mirror for a country no longer sure of itself, her image absorbing the griefs of a declining empire and turning them into daytime TV.
Name is a ruthless political act disguised as literature, dismantling the family, class inheritance, and even the very idea of a coherent self in service of a more radical form of freedom
Harry Mulisch’s The Assault is not about what happened in 1945, but about the slow, bitter process by which a man and a society, learns what it meant.
A brutal, brilliant novel that exposes the violence of care, the politics of desire, and the limits of our empathy.
On Ibtisam Azem’s The Book of Disappearance and Michel Nieva’s Dengue Boy