Cheney Sisters in Public Feud Over Marriage —‘New York Times’ Headline Cheney Sisters in Public Feud Over Marriage —‘New York Times’ Headline
Yes, Liz and Mary now are fighting. Thanksgiving there should be exciting. On Turkey Day, we may get word On who was first to flip the bird.
Nov 20, 2013 / Column / Calvin Trillin
Oklahoma Is Schooling the Nation on Early Education Oklahoma Is Schooling the Nation on Early Education
Politicians pay lip service to the idea of preschool; the question is whether they will pay the bill.
Nov 20, 2013 / Katrina vanden Heuvel
Kennedy Week: From Assassination to the Great Society Kennedy Week: From Assassination to the Great Society
What was the effect of Kennedy’s death on the success Johnson had passing his agenda?
Nov 20, 2013 / Rick Perlstein
Senators to Obama: Congress Must Vote Before Another Decade of War in Afghanistan Senators to Obama: Congress Must Vote Before Another Decade of War in Afghanistan
Senator Merkley wants President Obama to consult Congress before agreeing to another decade of war.
Nov 20, 2013 / George Zornick
Comix Nation Comix Nation
Nov 20, 2013 / Ted Rall
Snapshot: Cataclysm in the Philippines Snapshot: Cataclysm in the Philippines
A man walks through smoke from fires in a part of Tolosa, on Leyte Island, that was devastated by Typhoon Haiyan, November 16.
Nov 20, 2013 / John Javellana
Hannah and Her Admirers Hannah and Her Admirers
Margarethe von Trotta’s biopic of Hannah Arendt is a film about ideas that remains intellectually detached from them.
Nov 19, 2013 / Books & the Arts / David Rieff
The Museum of the Revolution The Museum of the Revolution
The life and work of Victor Serge represents the Russian democratic revolution that never was.
Nov 19, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Sophie Pinkham
Power Down Power Down
The humanitarian impulse has not vanished from US foreign policy. It has simply split into two camps.
Nov 19, 2013 / Books & the Arts / Thomas Meaney
Sea Urchins Sea Urchins
The sea urchins star the sea floor like sunken mines from a rust-smirched war filmed in black and white. Or if they are stars they are negatives of light, their blind beams brittle purple needles with no eyes: not even spittle and a squint will thread the sea’s indigo ribbons. We float overhead like angels, or whales, with our soft underbellies just beyond their pales, their dirks and rankles. Nothing is bare as bare feet, naked as ankles. They whisker their risks in the fine print of footnotes’ irksome asterisks. Their extraneous complaints are lodged with dark dots, subcutaneous ellipses… seizers seldom extract even with olive oil, tweezers. Sun-bleached, they unclench their sharps, doom scalps their hackles, unbuttons their stench. Their shells are embossed and beautiful calculus, studded turbans, tossed among drummed pebbles and plastic flotsam—so smooth, so fragile, baubles like mermaid doubloons, these rose-, mauve-, pistachio- tinted macaroons.
Nov 19, 2013 / Books & the Arts / A.E. Stallings