‘Gott meiner,’ said my father to my mother. ‘Again no money? But I gave you twelve dollars at the beginning of the week. What have you done with it?’
Memoirs of a Bootlegger’s Son
Our favourites from 2016
Why We’re Post-Fact
Peter Pomerantsev on the move to post-truth politics.
Violence in Blue
Statistician Patrick Ball on the unprecedented number of police homicides in the United States.
The Raingod’s Green, Dark as Passion
Kevin Barry remembers writing in Cork.
‘Who would have thought that Europe contained so much old junk? Or that, the servant class having disappeared, hearts nostalgic for the bourgeois epoch would hunt so eagerly for Empire breakfronts, Récamier sofas and curule chairs?’
Chanel Nº 5
‘The liquid tingled, a subtle electrification, as the scent changed, bloomed, became an extension of the boy himself.’
Vinyl Road Trip
After an unexpected email, David Flusfeder heads to Detroit to discover his father’s history and the world of vinyl manufacturing.