Category: American Cities
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Why Modern American Racism Will Exist for Another Few Hundred Years by M. Pitter
The murder of Michael Brown and the police intimidation and brutality that followed has pulled today’s mainstream discourse back into ascertaining how this country’s race problems could be resolved. Resolution of this historically American issue implies a sort of eradication of racism from American society. But how could this be achieved? Modern racism (as we…
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γ + δ: a selection of photographs by M. Pitter
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Pardon the Interruption: Summer 2014 issue of In Parentheses is NOW AVAILABLE.
We apologize for the late release — but here we present the current issue of In Parentheses!
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Introducing the Black Gentrifier: An Emerging Social Anomaly by M. Pitter
Streaming in popular discourse has been the phenomenon of gentrification in which it appears mostly that young, open-minded, aesthetic-seeking white people move into low-income neighborhoods eventually causing the rent prices of these neighborhoods to rise and the blacks and Latinos who had lived in these hitherto-low-income neighborhoods can no longer afford to live there. Soon,…
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Leave afterword…by G. Mramor
Leave afterword and don’t speak my name. Say instead I was a good boy, a handsome boy. And then you’ll say he was and you won’t know how to say it anymore. Say he and sad see the boy in the velvet blue dress Danni put him in because you’re so pretty. See the boy…
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A Selection of Works by Joanne K. Cheung
Joanne lives and works in Brooklyn. *** To see more of Joanne’s work, visit her website: http://www.joannekcheung.com/
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Underground Sound: Beggars in a New Land by M. Pitter
The recent music by Beggars in a New Land brings to focus their increasing mastery over modern organized sound. While the genres of their many tracks revolve around House and Breakbeat, they exhibit the effort to bend and warp what we define as these musical styles to create something new. As a duo, consisting of…
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Seeing all that was good in the land…by G. Mramor
Because I was there for the parting of the lakes and I saw the sun swallowed up by a whale and yet I stood transfixed as fires from sunset ran into houses dorming families thrown together in stitches from the war’s end and I watched muted as trees bludgeoned the ends of houses till they…
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Life Without Motion: A Conversation with Sculptress Carole Feuerman by M. Pitter
In today’s world, many people would agree that what is deemed ‘reality’ exists only as far as the collection of each person’s subjective range of awareness, whether physical or metaphysical. But then, some could say “No: Reality is an objective truth concurrent with the passage of time in which all people, things and places exist.”…
