This year will mark the passing of a full century since the end of World War I—a hundred years since the “War to End All Wars.” In that time, much of the battle-ravaged landscape along the Western Front has been reclaimed by nature or returned to farmland, and the scars of the war are disappearing. Some zones remain toxic a century later, and others are still littered with unexploded ordnance, closed off to the public. But across France and Belgium, significant battlefields and ruins were preserved as monuments, and farm fields that became battlegrounds ended up as vast cemeteries. In these places, the visible physical damage to the landscape remains as evidence of the phenomenal violence and destruction that took so many lives so long ago.
Most cases are not life-threatening, which is also what makes the virus a historic challenge to contain.
India’s ruling party will allow nothing to stand in the way of its Hindu-nationalist agenda.
The family structure we’ve held up as the cultural ideal for the past half century has been a catastrophe for many. It’s time to figure out better ways to live together.
Even with the coronavirus spreading, lax labor laws and little sick leave mean that many people can’t afford to skip work.
The old but newly popular notion that one’s love life can be analyzed like an economy is flawed—and it’s ruining romance.
No one knows exactly how much damage the coronavirus will do to the global economy, but investors have to guess.
When parents portray success as a linear progression of SAT scores, acceptance to selective colleges, and high-powered internships, they set kids up for disappointment.
Last year, I published a thriller set on a cruise. A few weeks ago, I found myself quarantined on the Diamond Princess.
The president’s team seems to see the senator from Vermont’s candidacy as a no-lose proposition.
Americans are desperate to believe the worst about one another.