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Next for Islamic State

The death drive revisited: Suzanne Schneider reviews Jihad and Death: The Global Appeal of Islamic State by Olivier Roy. A new American leader rises in ISIS: A two-year investigation identifies one of the very few Americans in the Islamic State’s upper ranks — and sheds light on the dynamics of radicalization. The Islamic State is more like a street gang than like other terrorist groups. Did bin Laden’s death help the Islamic State? With caliphate gone, what’s next for Islamic State? ISIS could


Paper Trail

Ta-Nehisi Coates is leaving The Atlantic, where he has been on staff since 2008.  Darin Webb, a longtime accountant at the literary agency Donadio & Olson, has been charged with stealing more than $3.4 million from the company and its clients. According to the Attorney’s Office for the Southern District of New York, Webb has

Syllabi

The Roots of the Alt-right

Mike WendlingDuring the last presidential election cycle, you may have read reports describing the alt-right—a loosely organized group of anti-PC, anti-feminist, race-obsessed online warriors—as a strange, newly

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Homeplace

According to the Oxford English Dictionary, the earliest recorded use of the word “honky-tonk” dates to 1899, in the Fort Worth Daily Gazette. “A petition to the council is being circulated for signatures, asking that the Honky Tonk theater on Main Street be reopened,”

Interviews

Chelsea Hodson

In the autobiographical essays that make up her debut collection, Tonight I’m Someone Else, Chelsea Hodson examines the chaotic and bewildering experience of being an American woman and artist. At first glance, some essays resemble a well-curated Twitter feed— like the single-line, stream-of-consciousness observations found in “The End of Longing”—but Hodson offers much more than aphoristic quips: She delves deeply into themes such as longing, desire, performance, and voyeurism.

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Bookforum: "Bleeding Hearts"

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The Man Without a Nation

Amitava Kumar

The one activity that was perhaps the most stable part of my identity that first semester was the seminar I was taking with Ehsaan Ali. His class Colonial Encounters was held on Friday afternoons. The seminar participants required his special permission to join.

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