No, you didn’t catch us using clickbait: there really are glistening abs recommended here, by a member of the newsroom who used to spend weekend mornings feasting on a Bollywood diet of hectic dance moves and unrequited love.
Plus, one of the funniest writers out there, poems that soothe, and our top three stories from the week (that still have nothing to do with that-which-shall-not-be-named).
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Follow the funniest writer I’ve ever read One of the weirdest guilty pleasures I have is rereading a book review of Thomas Friedman’s bestseller, The World Is Flat, every two months or so. But this isn’t just any review: it’s the funniest piece of prose you’ll ever read – and after it, the name Thomas Friedman simply will never sound the same. But I’m not recommending a 15-year-old book review here. I recommend following its author: Matt Taibbi. One of the most gifted writers I know, he’s done some of the best journalism on topics varying from the 2008 financial crash to the campaign strategies of Donald J. Trump. Taibbi announced just recently that he has left Rolling Stone magazine and now shares all his work on Substack. If you’re not yet a subscriber to his feed, please do it now. You won’t regret it. (Rob Wijnberg, founding editor) Poetry to soothe anger or despair There doesn’t seem to be much to delight in, at the moment. And even if there was, it seems unconscionable, selfish even, to allow ourselves delight. So I find it in small ways: walking around an "online museum of multiplayer arts" – yes, really; indulging in a little Twitter outrage (the least consequential kind so it’s a guilty pleasure). But there are few sources of delight more rewarding than poetry. And what better way to enjoy poetry in a locked-down land than to watch online readings. That’s where the Cuban-American poet Aja Monet comes in. She’s been organising a series of online poetry readings called Handmade Poems, and the first I watched in real-time was ... well, a delight. It is there I discovered the late great June Jordan’s Poem for a Young Poet. Listen and be soothed! (Eliza Anyangwe, managing editor) Glistening Indian abs and deeply unrequited love You can’t understand Indian cinema if you don’t understand Indian fandom. So I’m happy to have found an article which takes a critical look at how East was explained by West in David Letterman’s meeting with Bollywood superstar, icon, megastar, hero, and national nationalist treasure, Shahrukh Khan, who seemingly steps out every day onto his roof in Mumbai to masses of screaming fans all shouting his name. The glory of his godlike diminutive figure was met with wonder by the veteran US TV show host. I grew up on a Bollywood diet: I danced weekly to the top ten Hindi language songs from movie-musicals. Their concept of "love" – both on-screen and from audiences in an otherwise conservative society – is intense, to say the least. Read Ulka Anjaria on her experience of going to a "Great Indian Fandom Conference", and why the shirt-less Bollywood bachelor hero is an axiom for young footloose and fancy-free males unleashed to romance the world, everywhere. (Nabeelah Shabbir, conversation editor)