The Left in Purgatory
Socialists in the United States are stuck. How do we become masters of our own fate?
After the failure of every revolution or counterrevolution, a feverish activity develops among the fugitives, who have escaped to foreign countries. The parties of different shades form groups, accuse each other of having driven the cart into the mud, charge one another with treason and every conceivable sin. At the same time they remain in close touch with the home country, organize, conspire, print leaflets and newspapers, swear that the trouble will start afresh within twenty-four hours, that victory is certain, and distribute the various government offices beforehand on the strength of this anticipation.
Socialists in the United States are stuck. How do we become masters of our own fate?
We read all our emails — even the ones about exciting new business opportunities.
Without a radical change in its relationship to working-class voters, the Democratic Party is hurtling toward doom.
Like our leading figures, our new left is young and highly educated. Is that tanking our chances at building a mass working-class coalition?
Berlin’s new Humboldt Forum is German neoliberalism in one building — retrograde, pompous, and built on the ruins of socialist modernism.
Spinning comedy out of misery, Joel and Ethan Coen have spent decades telling the story of American failure. No wonder they’re so drawn to American socialists.
Peter Jackson’s Get Back, the latest revisionist Beatles product, has glimpses of the political moment that made the band possible — and how distant we are from it today.
The 1980s BBC series The History Man was a venomous takedown of academic pseudo-radicals. How does it stand up today?
India Walton was set to become mayor of New York’s second-largest city. Then Buffalo’s establishment had their say.
Born at the height of the Clinton era, the Working Families Party thought it had found a way to build a labor party in America. Today, it’s advancing progressive politics with a far narrower base than it expected.
In our era, state capacity is faltering, and the size and scope of NGO activity is expanding.
The “union label” ads of the 1970s are a reminder of how labor tried and eventually failed to win a battle for the airwaves.
In a world where the political is personal, we signal our political goodness — and hunt for political badness.
Stuck in the middle with you.