that cohere[s] as a book through [the] collective deliberation on the new politics of an intimate public sphere--a sphere in which the public good is recognized only in the context of private worlds, normative sex acts, and a utopian obsession with sexual and social innocence that circumscribes the imaginative horizons of the national future." --Robyn Wiegman," American Literature""Berlant offers a cogent lexicon matched by sophisticated theoretical formulations that readers can easily adapt to propel their own projects forward. Berlant’s wit and insight lie in going with the ‘silliness’ of everyday existence, inhabiting its persuasive, popular forms, and then, in ways you least expect, throwing up a devastating picture of the way we live now.”— Homi K.
What happens when the collusive myths of the ‘common culture’ become obsessed and estranged by the fraying and freeing of the American people—plurally identified, demographically diverse, sexually ambivalent, culturally mongrel?
In this case, there is no record of Pitt ever alluding to a pedophile ring in an interview, and no information about when or where he would have said it.
Looking back, other people’s signs of romantic interest seemed to almost always get lost in translation.
Shore turned to the self-help shelves to learn the unspoken language of love: He pored over chapters on body language, facial expression and nonverbal communication.
Since its founding, the Academy has awarded more money to poets than any other organization. Howa lip rasped over finely tined ridges canplay sweet as a needle on vinyl. Your body is not my pommel horsenor my Olympic pool or diving board.
Your body is not my personal Internetchannel nor my timeline,nor my warm Apollo spotlight.