Roberta Silman
In a sweeping account of the nation’s anniversary milestones, Eddie Glaude Jr. shows how whitewashing and racial exclusion have shaped America’s self-image from 1826 to 2026.
This portrait of modern Pakistan is not only wrenching, but unflinching and true.
My Mother’s Silver Fox “is a welcome addition to literature about the repercussions of the Second World War, especially its dark side — the cruelty and chilling efficiency of the SS program called Lebensborn and its aftermath.”
The intent was to create a winter display that had no religious message but that would illuminate The Mount at this darkest time of year, that would call attention to its wintry beauty.
Two uniquely American books that will give you unexpected pleasures just when you need them most.
We have a biography that reads like a novel in its range and intensity, a biography that forces us to dig deeper into our own preconceived prejudices and understand another man — a famous writer — in ways that neither he nor we might have ever thought possible.
To be silent in the face of cruelty is to be complicit. And I refuse to be complicit. Surely we have to recognize that there are differences in taste. But to skewer another writer with such precision and glee? That is beyond the pale, especially in these perilous times.
David Greenberg has brought to life not only one unusual man but also the tumultuous racial history of our country in the second half of the 20th century and into the early years of the 21st century.
Shannon Bowring is a wonderfully wise and compassionate writer, exquisitely alert to the varieties of human experience that exist at the end of the 20th century.

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