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A trip to the Democratic Republic of Congo, joining a UN mission to investigate the massacres there: In the last few months, I’ve spent time in the Democratic Republic of Congo where I used an embarrassing fuck-up by one of the world’s most publicly accountable organizations as a bargaining tool to get a story. A […]
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A blind journalist and his brother go to a rattlesnake roundup in central West Texas: We finally bolted for the nearest exit, heading past the coliseum’s fountain. Its gushing water, almost like a sizzle, was loud enough that it touched every corner of the room, though it failed to cool us to any degree. Then, […]
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A 2009 interview with the writer, who died Wednesday at age 76: My students are all around the country. All that shit that’s on the, whatever you call it, the internet or something? Google or something? I don’t have it on my computer. That’s probably a blessing. Well, I do have it, but I just […]
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Memories of an early pioneer in New York public access television: By all accounts, public access television is dead, or dying, or just living an anonymous existence in the lesser-trolled channels of cable. But despite its decrepit state, I became mildly obsessed with, and then fully addicted to, The Grube Tube—a live talk show on […]
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Four Western journalists and a former Army Ranger-turned-counterinsurgency expert arrange a paintball game with members of the Shiite militant group, with the hopes of learning more about what motivates them: It took nearly a full year to pull together this game, and all along I’d been convinced that things would fall apart at the last […]
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[Fiction, not single-page] Life as a soldier in the Israeli Defense Force, and a trip to the tear-gas tent: “Do you love the army?” my commander asks. “Yes and no, I mean I definitely believe that it is important in a country like ours to serve in the army, but I hope for peace, and […]
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[Not single-page] A trip to a mysterious, reclusive community in New York that’s been derided by neighboring residents for decades: For most of its history, the residents of surrounding areas quietly judged the Oniontowners but left them alone up on the mountain. ‘Most locals know there’s no point in going up there,’ a state police […]