Branko Milanovic over at his Substack:
This essay is a (modest) attempt to look at the worldwide meaning of China’s experience as the country is being poised to become this year or the next, according to the official World Bank classification, a high-income economy. This comes forty-six years after China –following several decades of isolation—joined the Word Bank as a low-income country. It thus went from the bottom to the top income classification within less than half-a-century. Moreover, it did so while bringing along more than 1 billion people (the average population of China during this forty-five years’ journey).
But I will not, in this short essay, look at these numbers They are discussed in thousands of publications, including in the first chapter of my Great Global Transformation (published by Penguin in November 2025; US edition, by Chicago University Press, coming out in two weeks). I would try to look at what it means from a different, very long-term ideological angle. In other words, what it might seem to have accomplished to people one or several centuries remote from ours. Indeed, when we look at big historical events like Visigothic invasion of Western Europe, Arab conquest of North Africa and the Iberian peninsula, the fall of Constantinople, or European colonization of Africa and Asia, we do not see only the political and economic side of such world-transforming events. We see their ideological importance too.
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Consider the great Sufi mystic Ibn Arabi’s account of creation:
In the flurry of literature and comment since 2021, a relatively settled version of O’Connor’s life has taken shape, the kind reproduced in books like Allyson McCabe’s Why Sinéad O’Connor Matters and Ariane Sherine’s The Real Sinéad O’Connor. First is her childhood (1966-’85). Second is her rise to fame (1985-’92). Third is most of her career (1993-2015). And fourth is what could be called her ‘comeback’ (2015-’23). But these are never equally weighted: her rise to fame dominates most accounts, and is, for instance, the sole focus of Kathryn Ferguson’s documentary Nothing Compares (2022). Even in larger versions, her SNL appearance is often framed as a kind of culminating point of her career more generally, which is why it comes at around the halfway mark of McCabe’s and Sherine’s books. (Even Adele Bertei’s Sinéad O’Connor’s Universal Mother, which focuses on her 1994 LP, includes a chapter about SNL as a preamble.) At first, this seems like an obvious chronological move to make, but it is also indicative of how little critical attention has been paid to most of O’Connor’s career since 1993. Not much is usually said about this period that goes beyond brief overviews of the albums and familiar headlines concerning Miley Cyrus and Dr Phil. This is also true of Rememberings, raising all sorts of questions about the influence that her memoir has had on how we think about her life and music more generally.
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To truly feel the force of America’s cultural attraction you have to be born outside of it. The natives see the cracks up close and learn to take the whole thing for granted. Growing up in the Soviet Union in the 1980s, none of my friends had to be convinced of America’s appeal. Its jeans-clad, Ray-Ban-wearing, moon-dancing cultural exports were the opposite of propaganda. They were the natural overflow of a society so confident in its own desirability that it never had to make a case for itself.
I spoke with several people like Marisa — people whose love lives were disordered, even dangerous, until they began identifying as love addicts.