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Can’t you hear that rooster crowin’?

Rabbit runnin’ down across the road

Underneath the bridge where the water flowed through

So happy just to see you smile

Underneath the sky of blue

On this new morning, new morning

On this new morning with you

 

Bob Dylan, New Morning

 

Who’s Really to Blame for Fake News

What is truly horrifying is that fake news is not the manipulation of an unsuspecting public. Quite the opposite. It is willful belief by the public. In effect, the American people are accessories in their own disinformation campaign.

That is our current situation, and it is no sure thing that either truth or democracy survives.

 

Solving the Problem of Fake News

What we are now calling fake news—misinformation that people fall for—is nothing new. Thousands of years ago, in the Republic, Plato offered up a hellish vision of people who mistake shadows cast on a wall for reality. In the Iliad, the Trojans fell for a fake horse. Shakespeare loved misinformation: in “Twelfth Night,” Viola disguises herself as a man and wins the love of another woman; in “The Tempest,” Caliban mistakes Stephano for a god. And, in recent years, the Nobel committee has awarded several economics prizes to work on “information asymmetry,” “cognitive bias,” and other ways in which the human propensity toward misperception distorts the workings of the world.

 

Of Windows and Doors, Mohsin Hamid

If Donald Trump wants to understand Pakistan, a good start would be to read Mohsin Hamid.

 

Sea Gull Cellar Bar Napkin Art, James Maxwell artist

Sea Gull Cellar Bar Napkin Art, James Maxwell artist

 

Mohsin Hamid on the Migrants in All of Us

Part of the great political crisis we face in the world today is a failure to imagine plausible desirable futures. We are surrounded by nostalgic visions, violently nostalgic visions. Fiction can imagine differently. Wrenching climate change will happen. Mass migration will happen, on a vast scale. But maybe our children and grandchildren can still inhabit a world where they have a chance at hope and optimism. Fiction can explore this possibility, it can make us feel something other than the sense of either doom or denial that is so prevalent in our nonfiction discourse. It can make human beings less unmoored by the endless nature of change. Maybe that is partly why our ancestors invented fiction in the first place. We certainly need it now. Because if we can’t imagine desirable futures for ourselves that stand a chance of actually coming to pass, our collective depression could well condemn humanity to a period of terrible savagery.

 

How Latin American Women are Cracking the Code to the Tech Sector

Laboratoria’s current students are aware that if they weren’t learning to code they’d be working low-paid, low-skilled jobs (or no job at all).

 

The OPEC Oil Deal Sells Fake News For Real Money

The Saudis and the Russians are masters of this game: The regimes, more than anyone else in the world, depend on being good at it. Problems begin when the U.S. fracking industry, which consists of numerous non-state players, tries to ride on the big tricksters’ coattails. When the frackers see prices go up, they start making optimistic plans and ratcheting up production. As soon as they achieve a significant increase, this gets reported, becomes a tradable story, prices go down and the state actors — Russia, the Saudis, other Gulf states — increase their output so they can still balance their budgets. The frackers’ projections prove false, hedging becomes costlier, creditors and investors abandon them and they end up extracting less oil.

 

Global Bonds Suffer Their Worst Monthly Meltdown as $1.7 Trillion Lost

Investors pulled $10.7 billion from U.S. bond funds in the two weeks after Trump’s victory, the biggest exodus since 2013’s “taper tantrum,” while American stock indexes jumped to records.