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No Cheating!

Writing about cheating in sport and beyond by John Lanchester, Andrew McGettigan, James Romm, Hilary Mantel, David Runciman, Dinah Birch, Rebecca Solnit and Fiona Pitt-Kethley.

Niemann’s Gambit

Andrew McGettigan, 7 October 2022

Bloggers, podcasters and streamers have pored over Hans Niemann’s more recent efforts, competing to produce an analysis that lays to rest the debates over reform or recidivism. None has really cut it. Now Chess.com have released an internal report alleging that Niemann cheated in more than a hundred online games in the lead-up to his second ban from the site in 2020.

No Cheating! Olympia

James Romm, 26 May 2022

Athletes swore oaths to Zeus that they would play fair and not bribe the judges. Anyone caught cheating or bribing was fined and the money was spent on a bronze statuette of the god, placed on a pedestal inscribed with the name of the cheater.

In the case of mediums, clairvoyants and other psychic operators, there’s a fine line between cheating and self-delusion, and it is worrying that people who claim to expose hoaxes are often no more scrupulous in their conduct than the people they are pursuing.

Why would super-fit athletes take such insane risks with their health? Part of the answer, as Hamilton explains, is that professional cycling is an inherently unhealthy sport. It is, to start with, extremely dangerous: cyclists crash all the time, breaking bones and risking permanent injury. Then there is the need to eat the bare minimum consistent with surviving the demands of a long race.

The Medium in the Attic

Dinah Birch, 1 June 1989

It isn’t hard to see how the idea of an invisible spirit realm, dark and irrational, could be associated with familiar types of womanhood. The idea of a spiritual existence, offering a shadowy, exalted or threatening commentary on the daylight bustle of common sense, easily slides into a version of the universal ‘other’ which underwrites our existence, and with which the feminine has always been readily identified.

Diary: In the Day of the Postman

Rebecca Solnit, 29 August 2013

When I think about, say, 1995, or whenever the last moment was before most of us were on the internet and had mobile phones, it seems like a hundred years ago. Letters came once a day, predictably, in the hands of the postal carrier. News came in three flavours – radio, television, print – and at appointed hours. Some of us even had a newspaper delivered every morning.

Two Poems

Fiona Pitt-Kethley, 17 October 1985

Pencil is less ambiguous than paint,/incising hard lines round the genitals./I’ve seen art-students, broad-minded enough/to talk naturally to naked models/in their breaks from posing, become furtive/as they draw a penis – men too. Often,/like children cheating in exams, one hand/shielded the other’s workings from all view.

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