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Volume 36 No 17
11 September 2014

LRB blog 16 September 2014

Glen Newey
A Grisly Future

15 September 2014

John Perry
When Mining Firms Sue

12 September 2014

Omar Robert Hamilton
After the Ceasefire

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Adam Smyth
‘A Humument’

23 January 2003

Alice Oswald
Two Poems

21 August 2014

Patrick Cockburn
Isis consolidates

In the next issue, which will be dated 25 September, Andrew O’Hagan writes about Edward Snowden.

BOOKSHOP EVENTS

Wednesday 17 September at 7.00 P.M.

Everything Flows: A Celebration of Vasily Grossman

Tuesday 23 September at 7.00 P.M.

Kitten Clone: Inside Alcatel-Lucent: Douglas Coupland with Alain de Botton

Friday 26 September at 7.00 P.M.

Nowhere People: An evening with Paulo Scott

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Jenny Diski

A Diagnosis

The future flashed before my eyes in all its pre-ordained banality. Embarrassment, at first, to the exclusion of all other feelings. But embarrassment curled at the edges with a weariness, the sort that comes over you when you are set on a track by something outside your control, and which, although it is not your experience, is so known in all its cultural forms that you could unscrew the cap of the pen in your hand and jot down in the notebook on your lap every single thing that will happen and everything that will be felt for the foreseeable future. Including the surprises. More

Donald MacKenzie

High-Frequency Trading

The beams are infrared, which means you can’t see them, but lasers are now flashing stock-market data through the skies over New Jersey. If they work well there, they might soon be flashing over London too. Lasers are the latest tool for high-frequency trading: the fast, entirely automated trading of large numbers of shares and other financial instruments. Originally, the data needed for high-frequency trading travelled almost exclusively via fibre-optic cables, in which signals move at about two-thirds of the speed that light travels in a vacuum. More


Keith Gessen

In Donetsk

Mikhail Mishin is a small, fit man with a couple of gold teeth in his mouth. He grew up in Makeevka, a large town next to Donetsk, and for several years played professional football, rising to the Ukrainian Second League before eventually quitting at the age of 28. After a few tough years, his father helped him find work in the sports section of city government. He lobbied for money for sports facilities and attended their opening ceremonies, where he always gave a short speech about the moral and physical benefits of sport. More

Marina Warner

Why I Quit

What is happening at Essex reflects on the one hand the general distortions required to turn a university into a for-profit business – one advantageous to administrators and punitive to teachers and scholars – and on the other reveals a particular, local interpretation of the national policy. The Senate and councils of a university like Essex, and most of the academics who are elected by colleagues to govern, have been caught unawares by their new masters, their methods and their assertion of power. Perhaps they/we are culpable of doziness. More

Short Cuts
John Lanchester

At the NPG
Jean McNicol

Tear Gas
Yiannis Baboulias


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