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Copy Cats

A little from column A, a little from column B

Two Other Solitudes

The India-Canada relationship has taken a long time to develop

Liberal Interpretations

Making sense of Justin Trudeau and his party

Double or Nothing

Two novels go all in on gambling

Spencer Morrison

The Dead Celebrities Club

Susan Swan

Cormorant Books

256 pages, softcover

The Dishwasher

Stéphane Larue; Translated by Pablo Strauss

Biblioasis

464 pages, softcover and ebook

Of all the phrases to gain traction in our language in recent times, is any uglier than “human capital”? Even as the term suggests an imperative to nurture and educate (capital, after all, must be developed), it financializes the human. Education appears through its frame as an investment opportunity, personal life choices as a series of risk calculations. By quantifying and instrumentalizing, “human capital” impoverishes life’s complexity.

Granted, taking potshots at business language is easy and ultimately futile. Increasingly, its idioms shape our political and social imagination in ways so powerful as to appear immutable. Any dissenter is put in mind of Paul Simon’s “I Know What I Know”: “Who am I to blow against the wind?” How then, if at all, can we reckon with this twenty-­first-­century financialization of language and life? Perhaps the most interesting approach involves telling stories about it. Can we play with financialization’s dominant...

Spencer Morrison is a professor of American literature at the University of Tel Aviv.

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