Adapted from “The Diplomatic Path to a Secure Ukraine,” a paper that was published in February by the Quincy Institute for Responsible Statecraft. More than two years into Russia’s invasion, it is ...

Franz Kafka was a skinny fellow; he claimed he was the thinnest person he knew. As a young man, he deliberately developed a facial tic. He sometimes felt he didn’t really exist, or if he did, only in ...

From “Hollywood on the Line,” which appeared in the January 1984 issue of Harper’s Magazine. The complete article—along with the magazine’s entire 173-year ...

From a civil complaint filed in February against Albuquerque Public Schools, in New Mexico. On the morning of May 2, 2022, a teacher brought two swords with her into her classroom. She initially kept ...

From an affidavit filed in 2022 by an FBI agent in the U.S. District Court for the Eastern District of Louisiana. In November 2023, “J.B.,” the defendant, was sentenced to eighteen months in prison.

macneil: Good evening. The Roman procurator in Jerusalem is trying to decide whether a man regarded by many as a saint should be put to death. Pontius Pilate is being urged by civil libertarians to ...

From This Strange Eventful History, which will be published this month by W. W. Norton. He could hear his wife, Barbara, now in the other room, getting ready for his father’s funeral. This day, ...

From The Core of an Onion, which was published in November by Bloomsbury. James Beard once wrote, “I can easily make a whole meal of onion sandwiches, for to me they are one of the greatest treats I ...

In 1973, prisoners incarcerated in the Charles Street Jail revolted because of poor living conditions, and the jail was declared to be in violation of the inmates’ constitutional rights. The ...

I’m a father now. Please, hold your applause. As I write this, my son is fifteen days old, and I’m staring into the soft hurricane whorl of his hair, thinking… ...

I’m a father now. Please, hold your applause. As I write this, my son is fifteen days old, and I’m staring into the soft hurricane whorl of his hair, thinking… ...