In the dead of winter, 1994, a mysterious caller left a voice-message on my answering machine. Speaking in English, but with a Mexican-sounding accent, the female voice simply said, "The compañeros asked me to call you to thank you for the pamphlet you made about the struggle." Compañeros? It was...

"People seem to know about May Day everywhere, except where it began, here in the United States of America," says Chomsky in a new piece he's written for Zuccotti Park Press. "That's because those in power have done everything they can to erase its real meaning. ...Today, there is...

Who in their right mind would start a new small press at a time when the economy is so bad, e-books are rising, and book stores, libraries and perhaps the printed word itself are getting shoved down the same path as vinyl records and record stores?

Why bother to sink...