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Roz Chast, a New Yorker cartoonist since 1978, is the author of the graphic memoir “Can’t We Talk About Something More Pleasant?,” which will be published in May.
Click the image below to view her sketchbook in this week’s issue.
The last two Presidents of Egypt, Hosni Mubarak and Mohamed Morsi, have both been tried on criminal charges, one after the other, in a converted lecture hall at the Cairo Police Academy. The academy is in the far eastern suburbs of the capital, near the summit of a long hill . . . (Subscription required.)
Last June 15th, Daniel Ortega, the President of Nicaragua, held a ceremony in Managua to announce his newest and most audacious plan to help the country’s poor: a transoceanic canal, stretching from the Atlantic Coast to the Pacific, a few hundred miles north of the Panama Canal. “ . . . (Subscription required.)
In the upstairs lobby of the Winter Garden Theatre, a few Fridays ago, two men were beating each other up. Or not exactly. They were rehearsing the fight that comes at the end of “Rocky,” a musical that is scheduled to open on March 13th. The show was . . . (Subscription required.)
Years from now—maybe in a decade, maybe sooner—if all goes according to plan, the most complex machine ever built will be switched on in an Alpine forest in the South of France. The machine, called the International Thermonuclear Experimental Reactor, or ITER, will stand a hundred . . .
Taking the SATs is not something to do lightly. Nevertheless, on a frigid Saturday morning not long ago, I found myself filing into a classroom with twenty sleep-deprived teen-agers. One of the girls was carrying two giant SAT review books studded with pink Post-its. I couldn’ . . .
A quarter century ago, as jubilant citizens took sledgehammers to the Berlin Wall, Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin, an officer in the Dresden station of the K.G.B., fed a raging furnace with the documentary evidence of Soviet espionage activities in East Germany. Putin was grateful for his Dresden posting. He had grown . . . (Subscription required.)