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9.11
Inside the Whale
By Kanan Makiya

Asian Fantasies
Paul Wolfowitz's Makeover in the Times
By Tim Shorrock

Blue Skies
The American Left Fades Away
By Charles O’Brien

Rivers of Babylon
By Kurt Vonnegut

A Palestinian Gandhi?
By George Lakey

The Left, The Right and The War
By Charles O’Brien

Nothing New Under the Sun
By Greil Marcus

Al Is Conscience and Tendre Hearte
By Fredric Smoler

School's Out Forever
By Lawrence Goodwyn

Crisis of Meaning
By Peter Lamborn Wilson

Citizen Jay-Z
By Armond White

The War
By Charles O'Brien

nation
Horowitz' List
Ten "Reasons", Fifteen and a Half Minutes
By C. O'Brien

The Democratic Revolution
By Lawrence Goodwyn

world
Kosovo and the "Clean Left"
By Charles Keil

Thoughts on Massacre and Mr. Kerrey
By Fredric Smoler

new york city
Bohemian Eclipse
By Stanley Aronowitz

Harlem: The New Frontier?
A Brief History of Gentrification Uptow
By Julian Brash & Neil Smith

music
Safe American Home
By Benj DeMott

The Saddest Song Ever Sung
By Al Aronowitz

Sam Cooke
Lost and Looking
By Stephan Talty

culturewatch
Genius - Not!
Eminem Melts in Your Hands
By Armond White

A Strange and Bitter Spectacle
By Eric Lott

In My Lonely Room
By Ellen Willis

A Child at the Oscars
By Armond White

Is Dan Mad?
The Mind of an Anchorman
By George W.S. Trow

To Observe and Project
Hollywood's Love Affair with Cops
By Armond White

poetry&fiction
A Day in the Death
H.D. Ludd

Peace
Timothy Mayer

Mandela's Eyes
By Amiri Baraka

A Tale of Two Cities
By Timothy Mayer

Ghazal of Twat
By Alison Stone

for the dean who shut down SUNY/Buffalo's degrees for prisoners
By Charles Keil

grindstone
Wild Rides
By Marian Swerdlow

You Are You
By Philip Levine

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© 2001, 2002 First of the Month

Mandela's Eyes

Don't play around the course he got the took
the rook the crook the snook all were
pasted upon him like a long vicious learning
there is all of Africa all of night all the
every trace of sweet hurt distilled like
cobalt turned into night the distant moon
a door to where no one wants to go Mandela's
face is naturally political like the disposition
of an Angel the smile a postage stamp of
verifiable desire Love glowing & objective
What amazes our enemies is that we all
fit into his suit so elegantly
and alive

—Amiri Baraka

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