domingo, 29 de septiembre de 2013

lunes, 23 de septiembre de 2013

miércoles, 6 de junio de 2012

Richard Dawkins on Edward Wilson

http://www.prospectmagazine.co.uk/magazine/edward-wilson-social-conquest-earth-evolutionary-errors-origin-species/

The Library of Utopia

Google's ambitious book-scanning program is foundering in the courts. Now a Harvard-led group is launching its own sweeping effort to put our literary heritage online. Will the Ivy League succeed where Silicon Valley failed?

Nicholas Carr

Technology Review

 May/June 2012

http://www.technologyreview.com/featured-story/427628/the-library-of-utopia/


An Interview with Terry Eagleton / Alexander Barker and Alex Niven

The Oxonian Review

http://www.oxonianreview.org/wp/an-interview-with-terry-eagleton/

domingo, 3 de junio de 2012

The university: still dead

Angus Kennedy

Spiked

http://www.spiked-online.com/site/reviewofbooks_article/12484/

False Fronts in the Language Wars

Steven Pinker

Slate
Thursday, May 31, 2012

http://www.slate.com/articles/arts/the_good_word/2012/05/steven_pinker_on_the_false_fronts_in_the_language_wars_.single.html

Future tense, XI: The lessons of culture / Roger Kimball

On culture's role in the economy of life and the fragility of civilization.

The New Criterion

June 2012

The Yankee Comandante

A story of love, revolution, and betrayal

http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2012/05/28/120528fa_fact_grann

martes, 22 de mayo de 2012

Buenos Aires / Robert Lowell

In my room at the Hotel Continental
a thousand miles from nowhere,
I heard
the bulky, beefy breathing of the herds.

Cattle furnished my new clothes:
my coat of limp, chestnut-colored suede,
my sharp shoes
that hurt my toes.

A false fin de siecle decorum
snored over Buenos Aires,
lost in the pampas
and run by the barracks.

Old strong men denied apotheosis,
bankrupt, on horseback, welded to their horses, moved
white marble rearing moon-shaped hooves,
to strike the country down.

Romantic military sculpture
waved sabers over Dickensian architecture,
laconic squads patrolled the blanks
left by the invisible poor.

All day I read about newspaper coup d’états
of the leaden, internecine generals—
lumps of dough on the chessboard—and never saw
their countermarching tanks.

Along the sunlit cypress walks
of the Republican Martyrs’ graveyard,
hundreds of one-room Roman temples
hugged their neo-classical catafalques.

Literal commemorative busts
preserved the frogged coats
and fussy, furrowed foreheads
of those soldier bureaucrats.

By their brazen doors
a hundred marble goddesses
wept like willows. I found rest
by cupping a soft palm to each hard breast.

That night I walked the streets.
My pinched feet bled in my shoes. In a park
I fought off seduction from the dark
python bodies of new world demigods.

Everywhere, the bellowing of the old bull—
the muzzled underdogs still roared
for the brute beef of Peron,
the nymphets’ Don Giovanni.

On the main square
a white stone obelisk
rose like a phallus
without flesh or hair—

always my lighthouse
homeward to the hotel!
My breath whitened the winter air,
I was the worse for wear.

When the night’s blackness spilled,
I saw the light of morning
on Buenos Aires filled
with frowning, starch-collared crowds.

The New York Review of Books
February 1, 1963 • Volume 1, Number 1

What's Wrong With the Teenage Mind?

Children today reach puberty earlier and adulthood later. The result: A lot of teenage weirdness. Alison Gopnik on how we might readjust adolescence.

The Wall Street Journal
January 28, 2012