My Sister Says the Strangest Things
Press play to listen the accompanying music as you read… Where was I? On the top of the night bus, coming back home. Pretty empty, in fact basically empty, which usually makes me nervous – you know? – like remember that story that used to go round school about the kid who got ruffied by [&
A Voice in the Storm
I’m on the black list over there, all of my books are banned… But I must always be faithful to the truth and to myself, no matter where I am. Stranded thousands of miles away from her family, her friends and her countrymen, the Syrian poet Maram al-Masri draws her strength from an unwavering
Double Sorrow
Look, our careless sleep has laid the world to siege. Morning thrusts its tattered sails like white surrenders into this, our dream, our winter palace, while spores of mustard gas steal homeward from the breach so we might taste our cruelty with those towns strung out all night
Wonder, Full of Grace. Holly Andres (2009)
With their rich colour palettes and Hitchcock-esque, frankly histrionic lighting, Holly Andres’ carefully arranged images linger somewhere between tangible reality and make-believe motion picture. Citing her photography as “a journey into the nature of memory and female introspection&#
MACRON VERSUS LE PEN
On the 23rd of April, France chose the winners in the first round of voting. By a slim margin, they turned out to be Emmanuel Macron, from the populist movement En Marche! and Marine Le Pen, from the infamous Front National. Mr. Macron is running on a neoliberal platform, emphasizing financial dereg
What We’re Into: Staff Picks TT17
A warm welcome, ISIS readers, to Trinity Term 2017. In a confusing world of snap elections, terrorist attacks and right-wing populism, we hope that the various cultural faculties of The ISIS will bring some sense and provocation of thought to your respective terms. Munch right into an article on t
Requiem for the Simulation Generation
‘Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying’ The fatalistic lyrics from Joy Division’s Decades couldn’t have been more appropriate. The clementine hegemon was stood atop the rostra in Washington, regurgitating sound bites on a bleak mid-winter day. I was reduced to a slumped spectat
FOR THE PARTY, NOT THE NATION
The Conservatives may be ready for a general election, but the country isn’t. In the past week, the Conservatives have been placed twenty-one points ahead of Corbyn’s Labour Party in two polls. Many Labour MPs have accepted that not only do they face no real chance of forming the next governmen