Dublin Review 66

Early in 2016, foreseeing the victory of Donald Trump but not wishing to profit by political catastrophe, Ian Sansom started making bets with friends: if Trump won, he would take them to lunch. The spring Dublin Review includes Sansom’s darkly hilarious diary for the year, other lowlights of which include the disintegration of his work-shed, the realization that teaching is an act of self-harm, and lots of bad food. (But next year’s will surely be full of good lunches.)

Also in the spring Dublin Review, Colm Tóibín writes about twenty-five years observing the Israel/Palestine conflict and talking to the protagonists; Stephen Phelan attends the Moby-Dick Marathon in Massachusetts in the days before Trump’s inauguration; Ríona Judge McCormack‘s story ‘Horse Winter’ tells of a strange encounter on the Highveld; Rob Doyle knocks himself out with an antipsychotic, hops himself up with coffee, and immerses himself in the strange world of Tino Sehgal; and short stories by Adam Bennett Keogh and Cathy Sweeney.