Rebecca Solnit

The​ first thing you see at Virgil Ortiz’s exhibition Continuum: Blindfall, First Strike, at the Vladem Contemporary branch of the New Mexico Museum of Art in Santa Fe (until 18 October), is a monumental head on a pedestal. The head has a band of black across the eyes, a row of five topknots marching from forehead to nape, and a pattern of spikes on a looped line across the hairless...

Seeing cars​ with no human inside move through San Francisco’s streets is eerie enough as a pedestrian, but when I’m on my bicycle I often find myself riding alongside them, and from that vantage point you catch the ghostly spectacle of a steering wheel turning without a hand. Since August, driverless cars have been available as taxis hailed through apps but I more often see...

Hillary Clinton was all that stood between us and a reckless, unstable, ignorant, inane, infinitely vulgar, climate-change-denying white-nationalist misogynist with authoritarian ambitions and kleptocratic plans. A lot of people, particularly white men, could not bear her, and that is as good a reason as any for Trump’s victory. Over and over again, I heard men declare that she had failed to make them vote for her. They saw the loss as hers rather than ours, and they blamed her for it, as though election was a gift they withheld.