Notes from a Blurry Border (part 2): Shatter the border!
While media attention is focused elsewhere, a new phase of the “European border crisis” is unfolding around the snow-covered mountain passes between Italy and France. What might the…
While media attention is focused elsewhere, a new phase of the “European border crisis” is unfolding around the snow-covered mountain passes between Italy and France. What might the…
In 2016-17, I did fieldwork on the materials of scholarship at the Wissenschaftskolleg zu Berlin, an institute of advanced study. For this investigation, I worked with “the stuff…
This is part of #theimpossible series The Impossible Will Take A Little While, Chapter 6, Howard Zinn on “The Optimism of Uncertainty” Somewhat ironically, I took a week off…
This is part of #theimpossible series The Impossible Will Take A Little While, Chapter 5, Danusha Veronica Goska’s essay “Political Paralysis” This is the last chapter in the first…
This is part of #theimpossible series The Impossible Will Take A Little While, Chapter 4, Paul Hawken’s commencement address “You Are Brilliant and the Earth is Hiring” “You ar…
This is part of #theimpossible series The Impossible Will Take A Little While, Chapter 3, Marian Wright Edelman on standing up for children Before I start, is it strange…
This is part of #theimpossible series The Impossible Will Take A Little While, Chapter 2, an excerpt from Jonathan Kozol’s Ordinary Resurrections The second piece seems to endlessly run…
Kia ora. Kei to pēhea koutou? For the next ten weeks of weekdays–that’s 55 days in total–I’ll be reading & writing about each piece in Paul Loeb’s edited…
I started my own journey in the Brazilian northeast, on the plane from Rio de Janeiro to Fortaleza, Ceará, with a dream. After wandering around the airport, hot…
Using participation in a collective online experiment with Twitter as a springboard, I interrogate the tweet as a fieldnote. How do the temporalities of tweeting intersect with disciplinary…
Following the unexpected popularity of my May article Tinder as a Methodological Tool I was asked by Allegra to write a follow up expanding on the subject and…
Imagine being able to remotely and anonymously search through locals in your area, browse through pictures of them, and chat with those who also found you attractive. Imagine…
“Why are stand-up comedians better anthropologists than I am?” A few years ago, I started asking myself that question. As an anthropologist, I am supposed to know about…
In 2014, Vincent Ialenti wrote about deflated optimisms among European scientists grappling with political questions about their legitimacy, the capitalization of their expertise, and the frustrations…
Introduction I fought 32 wildfires over fifteen months as part of my ethnographic research. I fought them with men who are currently in prison. Many western U.S. states…
The year 2017 is set to be a year where critical new insights are needed at all fronts. And Allegra Lab needs you! We are calling for proposals…
On his fully equipped “Monster” hoverboard Mike, the teenage werewolf, speeds through “Transylvania,” the October 2016 version of “Subway Surfers”. Under a …
How do we decide whether or not to accept the evidence of our senses, or to put our faith in the statements of others? These are questions we…
Have you ever been in a conference room, listening to one presentation after another, only to realize that they all seemed strangely similar? As in, following the same…
If you have been in a classroom recently, you probably noticed that students’ eyes are not always pinpointed to the professor. Many are concentrated on the suffused noise…
The media and popular films like The Wolf of Wall Street have portrayed the financial world as a place of risky behavior, stress, and substance abuse, alimenting pre-existing…
This week we have two new reviews for you, tackling the question of #race (see our #callforreviews here): Tomorrow, our frequent and much cherished reviewer Gabriela Radulescu explores…
November 2015; I proceeded ten metres behind Ertan Abi for much of the morning, a place in which I was not directly within the firing line but could…