Forgiveness is not simply something that you turn on or off. It is the way of being in a responsible relationship with others and working together on projects that matter.
Told from the point of view of Colonel Georges Picquart, the intelligence officer whose scrupulous honesty finally established Dreyfus' innocence, An Officer and a Spy breathes life into historic events.
Finally, Barack Obama may prove deserving of his Nobel Peace Prize by joining with England, France, China, Russia and Germany in negotiating an eminently sensible rapprochement with Iran on its nuclear program.
Don't call this America a "police state," not given what that came to mean in the previous century, nor a "totalitarian" state, given what that meant back then. The truth is that we have no appropriate name, label, or descriptive term for ourselves.
In many respects, veterans are currently invisible to the American public. Even if you believe that the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan should never have started, that does not mean that you should ignore the humanity of soldiers.
Bad people are more likely to opt into bad situations. When they band together, all too often, evil is the result.
Previously published on BillMoyers.com WWII veteran Bernard Weisberger reflects on the service of men and women who were brave, loyal and heroic -- a...
I thought it was a fad, and it would die out. I was wrong. Zombies don't die, and neither does our fascination with them. All this leaves the unanswered question: why?
Dachau's liberation story is not hypothetical to me. What this soldier saw when he opened the gates of Dachau was a sea of corpses, emaciated, tossed one atop the other in obscene piles. A few skeletons emerged alive, however, and one of them was my own father.
Good old George can stop spinning in his grave. Yes, our most heroic general and inspiring president, who warned us in his farewell address "to guard against the impostures of pretended patriotism." It's an alert that's been ignored in the nation's hysterical reaction to the attacks of 9/11.
I miss my grandfather. He would have been ninety-seven; he lived to almost ninety-two. For all of the patriotic swerve and swagger today, the parades and the pomp, I can think of nothing else but him.
Now is the right time for a nuclear deal that prevents an Iranian bomb. We will not get all we want at the table with Iran -- no negotiation ever sees one side get it all while the other gets nothing. And such a lopsided deal would only invite the loser to later cheat.
In 1954, nine years after World War II ended, with the previous "great" conflict having proved anything but -- as once advertised -- the war to end all wars, and the memory of its armistice fading, the holiday was officially relabeled Veterans Day.
As the years have passed, one point that has come to symbolize the illusions, the destructiveness, the hubris, the needless deaths of the entire war -- and of other wars since then -- has been the first day of the Battle of the Somme.
He hasn't called yet and I don't know if he will, but even if he doesn't, it's really okay. The important thing is that he's doing better. I know he's doing better -- it was unmistakable. For the first time in years, I won't be mournfully remembering him.
In 2004 Trujillo wrote about his combat experiences in the form of a book. This book is more than reportage, it is more than facts, more than history, it is a work of art, and to my mind it is mythic.