Calls for euthanasia to be expanded to minors.
Lawrence Winkler is a physician, traveler, and natural philosopher. His molecules have morphed from medicine to manuscript. He lives with Robyn on Vancouver Island and in New Zealand, tending their gardens and vineyards, and dreams.
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Across the Globe, Government Health Care Systems Are Failing Us
By restricting private health care choices, beloved single-payer systems were doomed from the start.
Magen David and Me
After facing persecution in the former Soviet Union and a new wave of antisemitism in the United States, Jewishness on display.
The Martha Stewarting of Powerful Women
How society disproportionately demonizes women after they’ve bent the same rules that men have always broken.
(Who Gets to) Just Up and Move
Within the nature of migration, and realizes there are two places you can never escape: the planet and your own head.
Addiction’s Seismic Effects on a Family
A mother confronts the painful truths of trying to save a son who’s a danger not only to himself, but to the rest of the family as well.
Remembering the Things That Remain
A Polish artist invites a journalist to dig into disturbing remnants from the Holocaust that Poland would rather keep buried.
Marmalade: A Very British Obsession
Captain Scott took jars to the Antarctic with him, and Edmund Hillary took one up Everest. Marmalade is part of the British national myth.
The Cult That Promises to Cure Addiction
For 50 years, Enthusiastic Sobriety programs have offered to help teenagers kick drugs and alcohol. But former followers say ES doesn’t save lives—it destroys them.
Los Desaparecidos
Women in Sinaloa, Mexico, are searching for the remains of ‘disappeared’ loved ones — and cooking to keep their memories of the dead alive.
The Cabin on the Mountain
“Sometimes, the mechanism of the answer is something ludicrously complex, a thing that must be pieced out bit by bit. Other times, the solution requires retooling your perspective.”
Our Braided Bread
In my native New York, I don’t feel the need to perfume the air around me with the sweet scent of challah. But here in Iowa, there is a void I need to fill.
