Bad anthropology, to be sure, but even worse writing.
Feel love for which you lose and pay and suffer. Feel love that strikes you as difficult and fraught. Love until it breaks you. Then love until someday, it finally puts you back together.
In his new book on unfinished revolutions in the Middle East, Brookings Institution Senior Foreign Policy Fellow Ibrahim Fraihat proposed that new governments lead inclusive national discussions to avoid violence and civil war.
The Crimson Arts delves into the curricular arts—academic projects, faculty perspectives, and interdisciplinary hidden gems—for its first-ever themed spring supplement.
While its plot might be similar (albeit with much-needed contemporary twists) and its characters might possess the same names, it does not try to evoke poetic phrases or present mind-shattering commentary on the world. Instead, Sittenfeld has successfully crafted a fun, engaging romp whose greatest mission is to excite any Jane Austen fan.
Unlike Scarbrough's book table in patrician Cambridge, which sits just opposite an expensive chocolatier and a pricey Italian clothing shop, the outlet is located in an economically depressed neighborhood, inside the yawning abyss of what clearly used to be a factory floor.
Mahajan delves into the most pressing urgencies of the human experience and twists the reader’s sympathies with tremendous dexterity. He accomplishes all of this within beautifully sparkling prose—a rare combination that makes “The Association of Small Bombs” an indubitable standout.