Block Ashcroft–I Block Ashcroft–I
John Ashcroft's nomination as Attorney General is the first installment on George W. Bush's enormous political debt to the radical right. Remember back in early February when Bus...
Jan 5, 2001 / Burt Neuborne
Happy New Year Happy New Year
A cold snowy start to the new year, the first day of the new millennium. Not the fun one with champagne at the Pyramids and the all-night, round-the-globe pseudoprofundities and ...
Jan 5, 2001 / Column / Katha Pollitt
Block Ashcroft–II Block Ashcroft–II
Just how bad an Attorney General would John Ashcroft be? And is his nomination worth fighting? To answer the first question, talk to those who have experienced Ashcroft up close ...
Jan 5, 2001 / Bruce Shapiro
How Stands the Union? How Stands the Union?
In their campaigns for the White House, the major-party candidates--even the one backed by labor--spent little time debating labor-law reform. Nevertheless, the AFL-CIO ha...
Jan 5, 2001 / Books & the Arts / Steve Early
Spoil Bush’s Party Spoil Bush’s Party
Mandate or no, George W. Bush is forging ahead with Cabinet appointments, policy forums and talk of a "first 100 days." Bush and his team have assembled a Cabinet faster than any...
Jan 5, 2001 / The Editors
Yuletide All the Time Yuletide All the Time
We're sorry, but we do not have permission to present this article on our website. It is an excerpt from Upside Down: A Primer for the Looking-Glass World (Metropolitan). © ...
Jan 5, 2001 / Books & the Arts / Eduardo Galeano
Cool It, World Cool It, World
After three years of diplomatic fatigue, the United States put delegates from 170 countries out of their misery at the latest round of climate talks at The Hague in November by s...
Jan 5, 2001 / Ross Gelbspan
Letters Letters
FEMINIST GENERATION GAP? New York City It certainly is flattering to have a five-page comprehensive review of our book, Manifesta: Young Women, Feminism an...
Jan 5, 2001 / Our Readers
Dream Notebook Dream Notebook
What will become of these my many lives, abandoned each morning abruptly to their own fates? Of the fox who stopped to look up at me, bright death stippling her muzzle, and...
Jan 5, 2001 / Books & the Arts / Jane Hirshfield