Since my high school days, I have been a stanch advocate of magazines. Fashion, of course, at least back in the day. (Ah, Seventeen, you were a teen age dream.) But many others as well. Fought my way through many a Scientific American. Roamed the world with National Geographic. All the generic news magazines, (was definitely Team Time) as well as many of the more partisan sort, although many wussed out as years went by. But my one tried and true was The New Yorker. […]
War. Hunh. What’s It Good For.
The Village of Ben Suc by Jonathan Schell
