The impromptu Christmas truce of 1914 was a rare moment when human solidarity overrode the demands of hatred and war, when the guns fell silent over the Western Front of World War I and enemies became briefly friends, as Michael Winship recalls. By Michael Winship Last Friday night, I went to a small off-Broadway theater…
Knowing where we're headed requires knowing how we got here from where we've been.
The wars on terror and drugs create more terror and more drugs.
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“The truth is like poetry, and most people fucking hate poetry.”
It's the holidays, and whether you celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa or anything else, there's one thing that we all have in common. Corporate America wants us all to buy stuff, lots of stuff.