I’m not exactly a Djokovic fan, but as with Cahill’s interview earlier this week, he is right that the focus should be on the inequality of access to top-quality legal representation. A players union is the answer. Alas, the dumpster fire of tennis twitter buries this insight.

You’ve got to love the way Chicago hides away its churches.

Such and odd timeline when Nick Kyrgios is the person out there arguing against judicial discretion at every instance…

Usually Yeats—either “An Irish Airman Foresees his Death” or the last two lines of “The Circus Animals’ Desertion.” When I’m feeling more hopeful, it is the last stanza of Seamus Heaney’s “Digging.”

The socialist historian C. L. R. James was born on this day in 1901. His landmark text, The Black Jacobins, is a majestic account of the Haitian Revolution and is still the authoritative history of a heroic struggle for freedom and dignity.

Apropos of the current academic gripe of the day, it might help to consider that in some cases it is possible for everybody to be in the wrong.

Stuart Hall Interdisciplinary Chair at University of Birmingham jobs.ac.uk/job/DJH496/stu…

A lovely tribute to the late Ralph Austen. UChicago Social Sciences hpherald.com/obituaries/ral…

Looking forward to this.

No way Shafik gets to fail up this dramatically, surely.

My own favorite, spotted in Cullybackey (poor Joe): “Joe * The fat cunt”

For a variety of reasons, I think about this on average about once a day at the moment.

Genuinely impressed that Ben Fowkes is still out there translating work 48 years after translating Capital Vol. 1.

You’ve got to love Jim Courier throwing in a casual—if extended—Dylan Thomas reference in the call for the Shelton-Tiafoe game US Open Tennis.

2.5 year postdoc in early American history at the University of Oklahoma; includes funding for a manuscript workshop; deadline 10/1: h-net.org/jobs/job_displ… #twitterstorians #vastearlyamerica

Artists are clever

If you know, you know…

Of Ireland, Edna O’Brien said: “It’s in my roots and when I dream at night, it’s the place I go.” I feel deeply this sense of Ireland as home, and so it’s nice when one finally wakes up there, even when—invariably—one wakes up to this:

“These days many Americans seem to think that education should be focused entirely on work force development. They define the ‘good of the individual’ as making a living, not working with others to figure out how to live a good life.”

Annual reminder that everyone interested in the past, and what it is that we do (to ourselves) when we mark it off from the present, should read this book—a theme Fasolt compelling develops in the essays he has published since writing it. For a taste, see: muse.jhu.edu/pub/1/article/…