Natalia Antonova

Speaking of scourge: the Kushchevskaya massacre

Don’t read this if you don’t think you ought to. In case you haven’t heard about it – and if you’re not in Russia, you probably haven’t – twelve people were massacred in the village of Kushchevskaya on November 4th, during a holiday weekend. Most of the victims, who had gathered to celebrate November 4thContinue reading “Speaking of scourge: the Kushchevskaya massacre”

Steven Hayes: is the “I’m against the death penalty, but…” discussion appropriate here?

I shouldn’t be in any condition to write anything about the Petit family massacre. But I am. I’m working on a new play, a tragedy, and I have found that my mind has begun working in completely new ways. I think about evil – banal evil, sophisticated evil – and I let it in asContinue reading “Steven Hayes: is the “I’m against the death penalty, but…” discussion appropriate here?”

Change freaks me out

I realize that dedicating a blog post to how change freaks me out is the height of narcissism – because most people are freaked out by change on one level or another, and the truth is, we rarely say anything interesting about it. But walking home yesterday, maneuvering around rain puddles (what COMPELLED me toContinue reading “Change freaks me out”

The sleeping season

I pretty much fall asleep everywhere I go these days. Standing up on the metro, I bury my face in my sleeve, and sleep like one of those horses who can do it without lying down. Sitting down on the metro, I rest my head on The Man’s shoulder, and literally a minute and aContinue reading “The sleeping season”