Why should we think about heroes? Aren't they something the twentieth century discredited? Two world wars and several massively botched attempts at revolution have led many people to think we would…
PUBLISHED: June 13, 2014
LENGTH: 34 minutes (8690 words)
In a 2001 book, “Identifying Child Molesters,” the psychologist Carla van Dam tells the story of a young Canadian elementary-school teacher she calls Jeffrey Clay. Clay taught physical education. He…
PUBLISHED: Sept. 24, 2012
LENGTH: 20 minutes (5240 words)
To understand how air-force navigator Tyler Stark ended up in a thornbush in the Libyan desert in March 2011, one must understand what it’s like to be president of the United States—and this…
PUBLISHED: Oct. 5, 2012
LENGTH: 54 minutes (13684 words)
For decades The New Yorker magazine has fascinated, amused and stirred its audience with journalism that not only reveals its cosmopolitan home, but also satisfies readers around the world.So how…
From Griffith REVIEW Edition 36: What is Australia For? © Copyright Griffith University & the author. Written by Nick Bryant | Print | E-mail Nick Bryant’s biograph
LENGTH: 3 minutes (752 words)
1.Struggle in the House: Barney and Newt“The Republican party in the House is the most disciplined political party we have ever seen in the history of America… Newt Gingrich has greater…
Elizabeth Hardwick and the whale: although it is very dark inside the whiteness, she will read her way by oil lamp to Melville, “the most bookish of writers, a tireless midnight student.” Thigh-high in ambergris and spermaceti, she makes herself as much at home as on the prison ship, or the cannibal islands, or the Berkshire farm where Herman wrote in twelve-hour shifts, or inside the Manhattan townhouse down whose stairs he may have tossed his wife.
PUBLISHED: July 20, 2000
LENGTH: 15 minutes (3876 words)
(Fiction) It's all about finished now. I took sick in the night back in the fall, past frost. When Coulter Branch came over to see about me the next morning I was down and couldn’t get up. Coulter called Wilma on the telephone. He was afraid to leave me to go get her, and she had to come from their house on the tractor, driving with one hand and holding the baby with the other. That’s a good girl, I’ll tell you. They got me up and fairly dressed and took me to the hospital. The hospital helped me over my sickness, but seemed like I was old after that and not fit to look after myself. And so the old place and all had to be sold.
"Cheers to Wendi! Gan bei! Drink the cup dry!" It's 8 pm on a freezing night in Xuzhou, and we're having a jolly time in the Overflowing Fragrance dining room of the Sea Sky Holiday Hotel, an oddly named establishment given that this grim industrial city of 10 million people is 500 kilometres west of the Yellow Sea, and no place for a vacation. We're toasting a thriving Chinese export, a girl born of modest means in nearby Shandong in December 1968 and given a politically correct name - Wen Ge, shorthand for ‘Cultural Revolution' - as was the imperative for parents in that dark era. And what a remarkable journey to celebrate: catapulting herself from the anonymity and austerity of communist China to the family, and the family trust, of one of the world's most powerful and wealthy men, and all by the age of 30.
PUBLISHED: June 1, 2007
LENGTH: 34 minutes (8587 words)