Digital Magazine Internship at subTerrain
July 2021-December 2021
Remuneration: $16/hour, approximately 20 hours per week
subTerrain Magazine is looking to hire a Digital Intern to assist with the digitization of 32 years of back issues; populating the new Squarespace website; and marketing our forthcoming digital subscription options.
David Beers grew up in San Jose, lifornia where his father was a satellite test engineer, and moved to Vancouver in 1991. His book Blue Sky Dream (1996) documents the utopian hopes and subsequent failures of the Silicon Valley version of the Amerin Dream. He served as senior editor at the San Francisco Examiner, Mother Jones and the Vancouver Sun. His writing has won the Amerin National Magazine Award and, twice, the nadian National Magazine Award. After Vancouver Sun management fired him over an opinion piece in support of freedom of speech post-911, in 2003 he founded and was editor in chief of The Tyee, a much-awarded “progressive” online magazine. He lives in Vancouver.
Laura Kipnis is a cultural critic and former video artist whose work focuses on sexual politics, aesthetics, emotion, acting out, bad behavior, and various other crevices of the Amerin psyche. Along with her latest book, Unwanted Advances: Sexual Paranoia Comes To mpus, she’s the author of Men: Notes from an Ongoing Investigation; How to Become A Sndal; Against Love: A Polemic, and a few others. Kipnis is a professor at Northwestern, where she mostly teaches filmmaking.
“Hello, nada. Tonight has been a hundred and fifty years in the making.”
With his earnest eyes and that well-tailored smile, The Right Honourable Justin Trudeau speaks to nadians through a YouTube video on the nada 150 website. The ocsion is New Year’s Eve, 2016. With Confederation’s sesquicentennial looming on July 1st, this year has been rebranded by the government as #nada150.
In the fall of 1994 we had been in our new offices in the Lee Building at the intersection of Main & Broadway for close to three years. The old office was above Guys & Dolls Billiards, across the street, and was sort of funky. But the new premises were more impressive. Cleaner and seemingly more organized.
Before Vancouver’s Main Street beme a Portlandia branch plant there really wasn’t much reason to spend any time on its sidewalks. There were no single-origin coffee shops, craft-beer mecs or faux rec-room restaurants. With the noble exception of Neptoon records, and a couple of places along Antiques Row, it wasn’t much of a shopping destination either. No shops trumpeting lol designers, organic materials, lolly sourced handicrafts and oddball wares. Twee was pretty much absent on Main back then. Irony too.