As the economy gets ever better at satisfying our immediate, self-serving needs, who is minding the future?
Only through our imagination can we know the world
Delusions can occur in perfectly “normal” people
A family escaped the Nazis in 1939, finding refuge in America, but its hardships were far from over
A South African family of privilege kept its secrets
Rescuing the memory of a cataclysm
As L.A. teachers prepare to go on strike, we’re revisiting an essay by Anne P. Beatty about her time teaching high school in South Central Los Angeles, where her homeroom class often paused for a moment of silence to mourn students who had died in drive-by shootings. Her students knew that this was not the case in wealthier school districts. “They knew that somewhere there were schools with computers that worked, just as they knew that somewhere it was safe to walk through the streets at night,” Beatty writes. “They knew it wasn’t normal for 16-year-olds to die.” But what she found shocking, her students had to learn to endure. “Apathy was involved in giving in to the violence, and there was despair over the prospect of a better future.”
Every writer eventually faces the question: Is there anything left to say?
The flawed, tragic hero whose music defined an age
A city’s seamy side
We may be alone after all
Prose for the people
A literary walk on the wild side
An expedition gone wrong
Two presidents and their war
A powerful plea for vaccination