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Mr Albarelli came across CIA documents while investigating the suspicious suicide of Frank Olson, a biochemist working for the SOD who fell from a 13th floor window two years after the Cursed Bread incident. One note transcribes a conversation between a CIA agent and a Sandoz official who mentions the “secret of Pont-Saint-Esprit” and explains that it was not “at all” caused by mould but by diethylamide, the D in LSD….Mr Albarelli said the real “smoking gun” was a White House document sent to members of the Rockefeller Commission formed in 1975 to investigate CIA abuses…. In its quest to research LSD as an offensive weapon, Mr Albarelli claims, the US army also drugged over 5,700 unwitting American servicemen between 1953 and 1965. None of his sources would indicate whether the French secret services were aware of the alleged operation. –“French bread spiked with LSD in CIA experiment,” Henry Samuel, Telegraph
When her name was called, she stepped up to the microphone. She looked out at the crowd of a hundred people from all over the Eastern Agency, foreigners to her, all of them, except the little island that was us in the back of the room. A man at a table called out a word. He wore thick glasses and an unkempt beard. He pronounced the word clearly, almost too clearly. It was a word Vanessa knew, or at least a word I had known her to spell correctly in practice. Maybe it sounded funny to her, or maybe standing in front of the crowd like that was too much. She didn’t need to get this word right only to have to stand up there again in the second round. She missed it and sat down, her lip jutting out like she wanted to cry.
Everyone consoled her, put their hands on her shoulders and said, “That’s all right. You did great,” and other kind things. Her lip returned to its usual position and she was okay again. It was all okay. In fact, she smiled. She was finished. Her long trial was over. –“The Eastern Navajo Agency Spelling Bee,” Kurt Caswell, Swink
RUBBISH COLLECTORS ACCUSED OF BEATING
Two rubbish collectors have been arrested after they allegedly beat a petrol station attendant following an argument over a parked rubbish lorry. Witnesses said the men parked the lorry in front of the station, causing difficulties for people who wanted to fill up on petrol. The petrol station attendant told them to drive away, prompting the violence.
MAN ACCUSED OF RAPE CLAIMS LOVE
A man has been arrested and sent to court after he was accused of attempting to rape two girls while they slept under a mosquito net. The man is alleged to have scaled a gate to get at the girls, who were sleeping across from a beer garden in Phnom Penh’s Dangkor district. The mother arrived and held the man until police arrived. The suspect admitted that he crawled inside the mosquito net, but said he just wanted to talk to one of the girls, whom he loved.
VICE CRACKDOWN CONTINUES IN CAPITAL
Five women described as prostitutes and one man alleged to be their pimp have been arrested following a Saturday raid on two brothels in Phnom Penh’s Russey Keo district. The district’s governor said the raids followed Prime Minister Hun Sen’s calls earlier this year to step up enforcement on brothels. The governor pledged to continue crackdowns, even if brothels reopen. –“Police Blotter,” Phnom Penh Post
Christopher Hitchens, or the sorta-liberal, kinda neo-conservative, quick-someone-please-waterboard-me plot to bring down the Pope;
even Muslims ignore the Census at their peril;
in good–and only in good–do we trust
More from TedRoss:
Fleming awoke in the dark and his room felt loose, sloshing so badly he gripped the bed. From his window there was nothing but a hallway, and if he craned his neck, a blown lightbulb swung into view. The room pitched up and down and for a moment he thought he might be sick. The word “hallway” must have a nautical name. Why didn’t they supply a glossary for this cruise? Probably they had, in the welcome packet he’d failed to read. A glossary. A history of the boat, which would be referred to as a ship. Sunny biographies of the captain and crew, who had always dreamed of this life. Lobotomized histories of the islands they’d visit. Who else had sailed this way. Famous suckwads from the past, slicing through this very water on wooden longships.
A welcome packet, the literary genre most likely to succeed in the new millennium. Why not read about a community you don’t belong to, that doesn’t actually exist, a captain and crew who are, in reality, if that isn’t too much of a downer on your vacation, as indifferent to one another as any set of co-employees at an office or bank? Read doctored personal statements from underpaid crew members — because ocean life pays better than money! — who hate their lives but have been forced to buy into the mythology of working on a boat, separated now from loved ones and friends, growing lonelier by the second, even while they wait on you and follow your every order.
Number of people stopped and frisked by the NYPD in 2011 for “furtive movements”:
The faces of Lego people were growing angrier.
Four people were arrested for using a remote-controlled hexacopter to fly two pounds of tobacco to prisoners inside the yard at Calhoun State Prison in Georgia.
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Our congratulations to Alice Munro, winner of the 2013 Nobel Prize for Literature