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CURRENT ISSUE: Winter 2016

FEATURES

In Defense of Oneself

I stood in the backyard in Berkeley (behind the tree, next to Marion’s easel and paints) and flicked off the little red safety.

Marion was inside, in our dirty kitchen, heating water for pasta while dicing sausage for sauce. If I don’t come back in a few minutes, I had told her, something is wrong. She had laughed at me.   

I pointed the capsule towards the ground. I offered a licked finger to the wind, but it didn’t cool. It was a still July evening in the East Bay.

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NOTES

Editor's Note: Winter 2016

Winter, at 21 South Street, is nesting season. We cozy up to archives and take stock of the aging boiler; frigid winds keep us cloistered indoors, so we indulge in extra macaroons and some retrospective navel-gazing. This year, though, we have a good excuse: 2016 marks The Harvard Advocate’s 150th Anniversary. In recognition, we revisit our founding motto—Dulce est Periculum—for our sesquicentennial winter issue theme: Danger.

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POETRY

Burning Wheat

I am that comet you all have cursed,
in the dark void drifting aimless and unsettled.

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FICTION

Travel and Leisure or The Pest (1996)

Anoche te vi,” sang Deniz, dancing a self-absorbed salsa in the aisle.

“I have my radio,” said her six-year-old daughter, Rana. “We can listen to tapes.”

            “We can’t play music in an airplane, love.”

            Deniz’s husband, Murat, looked up from his fourth Scotch and water, from under hooded pharaoh-like eyelids.

            Rana sighed. “Can I have your peanuts?” she asked him. He nodded.

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COLUMNS

The not-so-secret continuity of Elena Ferrante

Among the theories that abound as to the authorship of Elena Ferrante is the suggestion that she is, in fact, a collective of writers. As with all matters surrounding the continually posed question of why she remains anonymous, Ferrante has an arsenal of analogies for such occasions. But we accept that Elsa Morante wrote both House of Liars and Aracoeli, she observed in the Corriere della Sera; Joyce, DublinersUlysses and Finnegans Wake, in the Paris Review.

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FROM THE BLOG

BODIES: The Hypocrisy of Harvard and the Case of the Evil Crone

I am now sixty-four years old and have been happily married for sixteen years—to a man. I have had a career as a successful corporate lawyer, working in New York, Los Angeles, Hong Kong, Houston, and Beijing. I have, since my years at Harvard, never lived in the hot house that is Cambridge. So I have followed from afar the activities at Harvard. What I have always noted is that Harvard leads from behind. It is never the initiator of progress or justice. But when something becomes the vox populi, à la mode, or to use that horrid new abbreviation, “PC”, Harvard pursues it with a ruthlessness which only massive wealth can underwrite. Harvard rules by terror. That is amply demonstrated by William Wright’s book which only came out in 2005: Harvard’s Secret Court: The Savage 1920 Purge of Campus Homosexuals, which describes the surveillance and prosecution in in-house “trials” of gay students.

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FROM THE BLOG

BODIES: Aeolian

Title: Aeolian Medium: HTML/WebGL, Website (Audio/Motion Graphics)Dimensions: 1124x876 pixelsAs 3D and other consumption-augmented technology become more commonplace in our lives, our surroundings will begin to change. The surreal and the unreal begin to emerge in the realm of possibility. Media can be anything, mean anything, once software can shape our reality. Aeolian Processes explores the potential for "terraforming" our natural world through augmented reality. Taking satellite imagery of a particular type of martian landscapes (aeolian processes ­ "sand dunes") , new, foreign terrain is created in 3D with webGL and superimposed into our natural environment. Suddenly, with this new earth breathing right in front of you, with these otherworldly sounds filling your ears, alongside recognizable scenery, the surreal doesn't seem too far from reality.

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