Posts Tagged: Italy
For the New Yorker, author Belle Boggs reflects on Italian writer Natalia Ginzburg’s collection of essays, The Little Virtues, and how the book influenced her own parenting philosophy. Boggs writes:
The title essay considers what we should teach children—“not the little virtues but the great ones,” according to Ginzburg.
Simply put, there is no theory without struggle. Struggle is the condition of possibility for theory. And struggle is produced by workers themselves.
At The New Republic, Rachel Kushner introduces the newly translated 1971 Italian novel We Want Everything by Nanni Balestrini, which takes place during a period of rapid industrialization in Northern Italy during the late 60s and inspired the novel to take on an entirely new structure in fiction....more
Italy has always provided the cutting edge in fashion. Now, the cutting edge is providing the fashion. Italian women in prison are now producing top-of-the-line fashion items that are pretty amazing:
Here, women inmates at several nearby prisons have turned into stylists, launching a peculiar brand that goes beyond the classical made-in-Italy products.
But what about those writers who move to another country and do not change language, who continue to write in their mother tongue many years after it has ceased to be the language of daily conversation? Do the words they use grow arid and stiff?
Before this semester in Italy, I had enjoyed writing for school, but now for the first time I was driven to write for myself. I began to need to write like I had needed to dance. Was I replacing one language with another, one way of communicating with another?
A bookstore in mafia-controlled Sicily refuses to stock a book by the son of a jailed mafia “boss of bosses,” Totò Riina.
P.S.Bookshop, a used bookstore in Brooklyn’s DUMBO neighborhood, is finally closing after a year-long struggle with higher rent.
Arabic bookstores in Istanbul provide support networks for Syrian refugees....more
As I discovered during a visit in September, the series of books offered a unique view of this complicated city, leading me away from popular tourist sites and helping to explain the city’s social, economic and geographic divisions. To view the Naples of Ms.
Lohvinau House of Literature in Belarus will be one of the few shops one can buy Nobel Prize-winner Svetlana Alexievich’s books in her native country. Her books are hard to find because Alexievich has been critical of the authoritarian government. Books aren’t outright censored in Belarus, but Lovhinau faces fines for distributing books that haven’t been licensed by the state....more
The true identity of Italian novelist Elena Ferrante invites much speculation, especially in light of her recent nomination for Italy’s most prestigious literary award. But for Ferrante, the decision to write in the shadows may be a liberating one. The Guardian explores why Ferrante may have decided to remain anonymous....more
My aspiration to spend time at sea as requisite literary training died long ago, as a teenager, on a white-knuckled ferry ride to Elba during a torrential rainstorm. Not only was I seasick, I saw the population on board as hostile competitors to salvation.
Scientists have been putting the blame on almost everyone when it comes to climate change and subsequent natural disasters.
In L’Aquila, Italy, however, the tables have turned as six scientists and one government official potentially face six years in prison for charges of manslaughter after “lying” to the public about a deadly earthquake in 2006....more
Perhaps you’ve seen the photograph of Italian striker Mario Balotelli embracing his mother after scoring two emphatic goals in Italy’s recent 2-1 Euro semifinal victory...more
A new documentary paints Italy as “a democracy of boobs (in all senses).”
“That’s not what countries think of when they go to war.” Why no one ever cleans up the environmental mess they make after sending their citizens off to kill each other....more
It’s April and I’m back home for Passover and Easter and my brother’s birthday. I’m wandering my parents’ farm. The air is cold and I expected warm, the trees are sparse and I expected leaves. Yesterday it rained and rained. This is rural Kansas, where I grew up....more