The French socialist saga makes awkward reading for left-wingers. It has a wistful air of déjà vu.
Most French voters, judging by opinion polls, are bored with the current presidential campaign. No wonder.
Toulouse, known as the cité rose because of the color of its walls, was the palest pink in October as the French Socialists held their congress there, the last before their inevita
History knows no neat radical breaks.
Readers may recall the shocked grief and revulsion of Alyosha Karamazov as he discovered
that the corpse of his saintly master, Father
Zossima, was stinking.
Is Mikhail Gorbachev, for all his vast presidential powers and
commanding leadership of the Communist Party, merely to be a
transitional ruler of the Soviet Union? If so, a transition to what?
"Oh God," Heinrich Heine wrote, "how big is your zoo!" This sentence kept popping into my head in June as I read the dispatches of my journalistic colleagues on Pope John Paul II's journey throug
Four days that fascinated the Soviet people.
The Conference on Security and Cooperation in Europe, held in Paris at the end of November, might best be described by reversing Tolstoy's title. This was Peace and War.