There are many ways to explain the Holocaust. But not many historians have proffered a different theory with each published book.
In his foreword to Linda Sarsour’s memoir of political activism, Harry Belafonte remarks, “It wasn’t that long ago that we lost Martin and Malcom and Bobby.” He is comparing the vilification of Sarsour, the hijab-wearing, Brooklyn-born Palestinian-American, for her anti-Israeli politics to the murderous racist violence of the 1960s. It seems a stretch.
Imagine a U.S. law that kept thousands of European Jews and others from obtaining visas to the United States in the 1930s, leaving many of them to deportation and death.
Apeirogon, the new novel by acclaimed author Colum McCann, could take place anywhere, yet is also essentially
What quality did people see in David Ben-Gurion that made him indispensable, when so many other qualities made him plainly impossible?
If Call Me by Your Name, the bestselling 2007 romance novel by André Aciman, was an ode to the passions and discoveries of a first love, then Aciman’s new sequel, Find Me, asks us to believe in something much more perilous: second love.