What is Sydney Sweeney’s deal?
Not to be that person, but the first time I saw Sydney Sweeney on screen was in the 2019 arthouse film Clementine. She plays a young, frivolous girl who strikes a brief and homoerotic friendship with a woman who’s retreated into the wilderness. The film is, to my best recollection, an unsatisfying
England had no Empire.
I went to the Ming Tombs on a scorching summer’s day. On the outskirts of Beijing, between the mountains of White Tiger and Red Phoenix, lay buried the 13 Emperors of the Ming Dynasty. Tomb is too humble a name, really. They are cities for the afterlife, complete with gates, walls with batt
Faux-Bohemianism is obscenely boring.
If you want to break the mould, resist the system, do so. But vice-signalling and aesthetic rebellion won’t shatter the fundamental inequalities that faux-bohemians fail to confront. Universities and cities around the world are beset by a litany of issues, from affordability to stu
