A Victory Parade 150 Years in the Making A Victory Parade 150 Years in the Making
The African American Civil War Memorial & Museum will honor black soldiers who were not welcome at the original Grand Review celebration.
May 11, 2015 / Richard Kreitner
Chris Burden and ‘The Other Vietnam Memorial’ Chris Burden and ‘The Other Vietnam Memorial’
Three million Vietnamese names, etched on copper plates 13 feet high.
May 11, 2015 / Jon Wiener
What Are ‘Nation’ Interns Reading the Week of 5/8/15? What Are ‘Nation’ Interns Reading the Week of 5/8/15?
What are Nation interns reading the week of 5/8/15?
May 8, 2015 / StudentNation / StudentNation
Remembering Guy Carawan: The Man Who Popularized ‘We Shall Overcome’ Remembering Guy Carawan: The Man Who Popularized ‘We Shall Overcome’
Guy Carawan's music had a message and his songs became the unofficial anthems of the Civil Rights movement.
May 7, 2015 / Peter Dreier
May 7, 1915: The Lusitania Sinks, Killing Over 1,000 Civilians May 7, 1915: The Lusitania Sinks, Killing Over 1,000 Civilians
"The torpedo that sank the Lusitania also sank Germany in the opinion of mankind."
May 7, 2015 / Richard Kreitner and The Almanac
May 6, 1856: Sigmund Freud Is Born May 6, 1856: Sigmund Freud Is Born
“One cannot close this book without a sense of depression,” The Nation’s reviewer said of Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams.
May 6, 2015 / Richard Kreitner and The Almanac
Inside Out Inside Out
With its new building, the Whitney Museum is now the best place to see modern and contemporary art in New York City.
May 6, 2015 / Books & the Arts / Barry Schwabsky
Crash-and-a-Half Crash-and-a-Half
Mourn the poem or porn locked inside or fried, the white scrambled pre-word, impulses so electric they’re post-, just the paths, the pulse. The embarrassment of backup forgotten, Alzheimer put on like a coat you paid a lot for, months owed to a machine. Here— take this, my life in numbered bundles. Don’t forget. Such blackness arrives always sudden and sad but peaceful, not even an accident this time. And you, half-brained, mea culpa the air where the data hadn’t risen to cloud height, so suitable for burial, disremembered, dismembered.
May 6, 2015 / Books & the Arts / Terese Svoboda
Critical Agents Critical Agents
How J. Edgar Hoover’s paranoid view of literature led him to target African-American writers.
May 6, 2015 / Books & the Arts / Peter C. Baker
Demon Demon
“Good news,” said the doctor, “it’s a demon.” I asked for its name: was it No One? Was it Superego? He said it wasn’t those but he couldn’t guess the name. “Who knows,” he said, “It mightn’t even be a demon. It’s what we call a ‘diagnosis by elimination.’” Explaining he couldn’t operate, the doctor said let’s go ahead and medicate the hell out of it, make it sleepy. I named him “Demon” after his identity. I put him to sleep twice a day, one short one long; three times a week he did sport; he grew to six foot two; I said he was good; I went to the door of his room and left food.
May 6, 2015 / Books & the Arts / Kathryn Maris