By Félix Jourdan
In France, the question of animal slaughter has been largely publicized by the animalist association L214. Throughout the past ten years, they have frequently published online images of slaughtering taken by hidden cameras.
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By Félix Jourdan
In France, the question of animal slaughter has been largely publicized by the animalist association L214. Throughout the past ten years, they have frequently published online images of slaughtering taken by hidden cameras.
By the EuropeNow Editorial Committee
Here is this month’s editor’s pick from Research Editorial Committee members Emily Schuckman Matthews, Temenuga Trifonova, and Hélène B. Ducros.
Translated by Imogen Taylor
Let me start this story with a confession: I can’t pronounce my own name. For as far back as I can remember, I have felt uncomfortable introducing myself to people.
By Michele Chinitz
The most staged dramatist after Shakespeare, the Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen is regarded as the father of modern drama. A Doll’s House is his most popular play.
By Barbora Šedová and Lisa Thalheimer
The number of forcibly displaced people has been steadily on the rise. In 2015, over one million refugees and migrants reached Europe, the largest fraction of whom were fleeing the civil war in Syria.
By Charlotta María Hauksdóttir
The physical space of landscapes can be closely tied to a person’s identity, sense of being, and infused with personal history. The composite, textured landscapes are a re-creation of…
Translated by Nermin Menemencioğlu
My mother was on a rampage again today. My father’s been fired, she carried on endlessly about it. “He crosses swords with the bosses, talks back to them, as if there’s some mansion…
By Isabel Hilpert
In spring 2021, events in the Spanish exclave of Ceuta dominated international headlines for a few days, presumably due to an upset over the behavior of the Spanish government in the context of the Western Sahara conflict in which the Moroccan government loosened border controls with the European Union.
Translated by Mauricio Ruiz
I sit alone at the airport in northern Norway to see my paternal grandmother before she dies. The bus rides on the new road, no one drives on the old road anymore. Just my dad. He will always drive on the old road, because that’s where his father used to drive.