“In
the war, I was a munitions loader. The men who were
stuck with munitions loading were very bitter, very
angry. And in our bitterness and anger we went out
and got drunk. We wanted to beat up everybody we met,
including each other.”
—from “Remains of the Day-O”
TRANSITION 92: Table of Contents
DISPATCHES____________________
Nanette Went to the Fountain
Every year, men from around the world travel to Haiti
for the prostitutes. And every year, women from the
Dominican Republic travel to Haiti for the johns.
Trenton Daniel ponders sex, misery, and the
color of money.
Baked Lunch
For bookworms, Tangier is the city where Paul
Bowles went native. For building buffs, it's a heterotopia
of Byzantine mosaics and Moorish temples. But for
potheads, it's the city of dope—a place where even
your hotel clerk will try to sell you hashish. Brian
Preston gets dazed and confused in Morocco.
Moctar and Moctar
The streets of Lomé are a kind of open-air
Circuit City, full of cell phones, boom boxes, and
CDs by everyone from Destiny's Child to Manu Dibango.
There's only one problem: every single album is counterfeit. Matt Steinglass reports from the front lines
of the culture industry wars.
POSITION____________________
Strange Fruits
The Harlem Renaissance was a classic avant-garde
movement, full of adventurous new writing, bold artistic
experiments, heated literary polemics—and homoerotic
subtexts. In the decades that followed, it was enshrined
as the birth of blackness, but at the time, it seemed
more like an orgy. Mason Stokes revisits when
Harlem was in bloom.
FICTION____________________
The Silence of Night
Buried alive.
By Tahar Ben Jelloun
PORTFOLIO____________________
Great Planes
Sibusiso Mbhele built his own private South African
airline, one tin jet at a time.
Photographs by Koto Bolofo
CONVERSATION____________________ Remains of the Day-ODon't be fooled by his Broadway pedigree and banana-boat repertoire. Decades before Bono, Harry Belafonte was the original crusading crooner, a mass-market folk hero and confidant to Martin Luther King, Jr. So why was he singing “Danny Boy” and “Hava Nageela”? Michael Eldridge talks with the godfather of protest pop about the roots of race music.
