Liza Featherstone is a columnist for Jacobin, a freelance journalist, and the author of Selling Women Short: The Landmark Battle for Workers’ Rights at Wal-Mart.
Opera houses and literature departments have dropped works by Tchaikovsky and Dostoevsky. Yuri Gagarin’s name has been erased by a space exploration nonprofit. It’s all part of a wartime anti-Russia frenzy that is astonishingly provincial and foolish.
The Bolshevik diplomat and Marxist feminist thinker Alexandra Kollontai, whose pioneering writings explored the prospects for women’s emancipation under socialism, was born 150 years ago today.
Madeleine Albright has died at 84. She was a pioneering imperialist who passionately advocated greater use of deadly violence in pursuit of a US-dominated post–Cold War global order — and killed many, many people in the process.
By playing up a fake tabloid scandal involving his progressive opponent Jessica Cisneros, the scandal-plagued anti-abortion Texas House Democrat Henry Cuellar has only further disgraced himself.
Capitalists keep trying to co-opt International Women’s Day, a century-old product of the working-class revolutionary movement. But the day belongs to the socialist antiwar tradition.
No one deserves riches, and yet we all do. This moral puzzle is key to our love for Anna Delvey, the con artist and “fake German heiress” who is the subject of Netflix’s flawed but irresistible series Inventing Anna.
In a world where the political is personal, we signal our political goodness — and hunt for political badness.
The NFL Super Bowl is one of the most profitable sporting events in the world — yet the halftime show continues to use “volunteer” dancers. It’s blatant exploitation of workers by an industry worth billions of dollars.
Human beings are wired for collective, public fun — the kind that a game like Wordle provides. But capitalism, with its relentless drive to privatize, insists instead that entertainments are best experienced as individualized, solitary pursuits.
Huma Abedin has long been the right-hand woman to Hillary Clinton. Her new memoir tells of life inside “Hillaryland” — and reveals the political void at the heart of that world.
The true villains in the “West Elm Caleb” fiasco aren’t Caleb himself nor the women who exposed him — they’re the social media brands that exploit human needs for connection and ruin our lives for profit.
Democratic socialists are slowly becoming a force in New York state politics. But as the movement grows, it faces backlash and new obstacles.
The eminently reasonable demands of Chicago teachers for a safe return to work have been met with a lockout and media attacks. They deserve our solidarity.
The great books aren’t just a collection of “dead white males,” and teaching or reading them isn’t elitist or Eurocentric. On the contrary, they are a treasure that should be made available and accessible to working-class people everywhere.
Democrats like to think of themselves as “reality-based” people who “follow the science.” But lately, they have been engaged in irrational fearmongering over Russia and China that is reminiscent of their disastrous Cold War–era paranoia about the Soviets.
Hillary Clinton’s fiction debut fails for the same reason centrist Dems are struggling politically: their Trump obsession is boring.
The good news is the New York Times’s Nick Kristof won’t be in the paper of record anymore. The bad news is he’s already plotting ways to broadcast his treacly liberalism to the good people of Oregon in a run for governor.
As if his own record weren’t bad enough, former coal baron and current West Virginia senator Joe Manchin’s daughter Heather Bresch — who doubles as a major donor to Joe — is a price-gouging drug profiteer who has played a central role in her father’s destructive political career.
Colin Powell, a principal architect of the US invasion of Iraq, a campaign of armed aggression that killed hundreds of thousands, was beloved by many for his thoughtful and deliberative vibe.
Literature has seen an uptick in “cli-fi,” fiction about possible climate dystopias and utopias. But too much of that climate-change-related fiction lacks any kind of radical political imagination.