Ahed protesting with her father, mother and aunt. Photo by 2 Suns Shamsaan/Facebook . Having evidently “gone out of its mind” in its thirst for vengeance, Israeli forces just undertook … Continue reading →
We are at that age when any moment all words are last words. Some might argue that it could be any age and they are right: Golden (probably not), Enlightenment … Continue reading →
Talking to a Demobilized Country I’m in my mid-thirties, which means that, after the 9/11 attacks, when this country went to war in Afghanistan and Iraq in what President George … Continue reading →
Steve Nolan writes: It’s one of the most common souvenirs of war, the constant ringing in the ears, or, in my case, a high-pitched squeal presumably caused by the Blackhawk … Continue reading →
Think of President Trump and his administration as a den of thieves. There is, of course, the obvious thievery: what they will in the end, as with the recently passed … Continue reading →
For Ahed Tamimi . Israeli soldiers, exhausted from carrying so many weapons for so many years, have lost their humors, you know this. Tear-gassing, shouting, pummeling, pushing, bullying, it’s a … Continue reading →
Thanks to the criticisms they’ve leveled in articles, interviews, tweets and letters to the editor, we know that many contemporary authors, from Philip Roth to J.K. Rowling, have a dim … Continue reading →
And you, who have not left your country because you must; you, untested by the state’s intent to harm; you, a lucky one, whose only life fattens and lazes on … Continue reading →
Her name was Simone Segouin, also known by her nom de guerre Nicole Minet. When this photo was taken she was 18 years old. The girl had killed two Germans in the Paris fighting two days previously and also had assisted in capturing 25 German prisoners of war during the fall of Chartres.
US “can never camouflage its true identity as the gross violator of human rights,” Pyongyang says. Just as U.S. President Donald Trump was preparing to lambast North Korea as “a … Continue reading →
What saved me were those years in Alamogordo when I was nine & ten, unfettered, unsupervised, so I could build wooden carts, play with bows & arrows, roam empty … Continue reading →
Seeking New (and Very Old) Habits for a New Year A little over a year ago I wrote about the bloody nightmares rupturing my sleep and the night terrors gripping my little … Continue reading →
. “Missiles fell from the sky like rain.” The Syrian civil war destroyed this teenager’s family — now he’s in Winnipeg, Canada, starting over. Created by Luisa Conlon for The New … Continue reading →
At the Circus with Donald Trump. Recently, a memory of my son as a small boy came back to me. He was, in those days, terrified of clowns. Something about … Continue reading →