Pomo update 14.0
Leo 13, Nicki + Trump, & NY>LA
[N]omo events
After a whirlwind of [8] events over the last 3 months, we are finally taking a hiatus. Until our next event in the spring, you can enjoy the proceedings from events like:
Our talk at the Catholic Worker on Pope Leo, Rerum Novarum, & the Mondragon workers’ co-op (also on Spotify and Apple)
Our Interintellect salon with João Ruy Faustino on Marshall McLuhan
Stayed tuned for the recording of our talk on Pasolini and the manosphere with Eve Tushnet—to whom Cracks in Pomo owes a lot…her work is a MAJOR inspiration behind what we do.
Anyway, we love hosting IRL events…no cap!
Other announcements
in honor of hitting 4k subscribers, we’re offering a limited-time 50% off discount
we’re still selling ad space for the zine vol. 4. DM us if you’re interested.
Check out this academic conference that some of our friends are putting together. Email them for more info.
Check out our reel about why NYC is the perfect mix of tradition and progress, thus why New Yorkers are so ALIVE…unlike LA!
JK LA followers…it’s all love (but not for your city)! Also available on TikTok.
In case you missed it
Stephen
on Clavicular in Compact
on how discourse on racial justice needs to be “re-enchanted,” bringing together the thought of Charles Taylor, Cornel West, and James H. Cone
From the archive
Many of you have been asking for a hot take on Nicki Minaj’s antics. But our policy here at pomo is to not feed the pigeons:
I thought I’d take this opportunity to remind you of my [unoriginal] take that Trump is a camp queen [this is neither an endorsement of his or darling Nicki’s politics…just an aesthetic observation]].
I’ve known this since I was twelve years old, when I would tape magazine clippings of him on my wall next to others of fierce divas like Wendy Williams, Serena Williams and Mariah Carey. I recognized a flamboyance, a flouting of conventions when watching The Apprentice (and even more so on The Celebrity Apprentice). I stanned Trump the way I did for larger-than-life pop stars like Beyonce. I donned a Trump mask whilst giving a presentation about him in my ninth grade economics class; visited the gaudy, decrepit Trump Taj Mahal in Atlantic City, where his face was pasted onto everything from water bottles to room key cards; and unwrapped with elation TRUMP: The Board Game on Christmas morning of 2005 (I only allow a select few to see the photo of me doing so).
Trump’s recent comments about the beauty of attractive young men were lowkey zesty…ngl!