Fall 2025

Joan Didion’s Where I Was From and Colson Whitehead’s The Colossus of New York: A City in Thirteen Parts

Monitoring Daily Life

As someone who worked on Ralph Nader’s 2000 campaign staff, I’ve grown tired of the question, “What are you ‘progressives’ gonna do in 2004?” Coming from party-line Democrats, it sounds more like a threat than an inquiry. And Ralph’s true …

Hucksters in the White House

A classic book of social psychology analyzes a flying saucer cult of the 1950s. This small band of Americans believed that on a particular date soon to come, the world would be engulfed by a flood of biblical proportions-but also …

Norberto Bobbio died in January 2004 at the age of ninety-four in Turin, the city in which he was born and spent most of his life. Over the years, his home had become a haven for intellectuals, political leaders, and …

After the Empire: The Breakdown of the American Order by Emmanuel Todd and Socialist register 2004: The New Imperial Challenge

An interview with Adam Michnik

Most strategists agree that it will be easier for Democrats to fight George W. Bush on domestic issues than to dwell on his post-September 11 national security policies. One obvious, but as yet untapped, Bush administration vulnerability is environmental policy. …

It is always difficult to cover a presidential election in a quarterly magazine, and it hasn’t gotten easier as the election campaign has been steadily extended in time. Still, this is probably the most important election in many decades, and …

A friend leaned across a bar and said, “You call the war in Iraq an antifascist war. You even call it a left-wing war-a war of liberation. That language of yours! And yet, on the left, not too many people …

Dissent in the Twenty-first Century

In a certain developing country, a distinguished senator from the northeast wrote with visible anguish a letter to his friends regarding the recent election and the expected arrival to the capital of a popular leader. In his view the president-elect …

“God,” said Tolstoy, “is the name of my desire.” This remarkable sentence could haunt one a lifetime, it reverberates in so many directions. Tolstoy may have intended partial assent to the idea that, life being insupportable without some straining toward …