The Birth and Death of the Atomic Age

I’m in New Mexico at the moment, sitting in the lobby of the Alamogordo Fairfield Inn and Suites Hotel, trying to ignore the Muzak and the huge saltwater aquarium, which was designed to distract the dust-blinded traveler from the fact that he’s in one of...

Crowdsourcing a search and rescue

Today is Thursday, March 13th — in other words, it’s last Thursday — and right now, the search for Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 is an utter mess. By the time you read this, I fervently hope, for the sake of the families and friends of the passengers,...

Rewriting the humiliations of Sevastopol

In November of 1854, a handsome Russian count with closely trimmed, dagger-shaped whiskers and a thin mustache that betrayed his relative youth, rowed ashore to participate in his country’s heroic defense of Sevastopol, then under siege by the French and...

An eternal verity we can rely on

In a letter to a friend on November 13th, 1789, Benjamin Franklin hedged his hopes for the newly minted United States Constitution with the now famous words, “…of course, nothing is certain except death and taxes.” To death and taxes, one might add “extinction”...

Ask not for whom the hound howls…

The golden years haven’t been so golden for Brooke, our basset hound. When she joined our family in 2007, she was already a somewhat matronly creature enjoying a healthy middle age. The basset rescue people didn’t know her exact birth date, but they told...

So this is where the magic happens?

One of the great thrills of my early writing life was visiting a former professor at his home in north London near Hampstead Heath. He was a well known novelist at the time; since then his fame has only grown. And I was going to have dinner with him! He lived on a...