From the American Scene: Colchester’s Yankee Jews by Alexander The casual tourist, stopping for a moment as he drives through Colchester-halfway between Hartford and New London, halfway between Norwich…
On the Horizon: Bronx Ararat by Gerald Weales It probably wasn't the forty days and forty nights of rain on the Ark roof that seemed long to Noah…
The Study of Man: The Scientific Basis of Our Immigration Policy by William Petersen According to the arguments of many of its opponents, the McCarran-Walter Immigration Act of 1952 is not merely bad policy…
Does the People’s Rule Doom Democracy?Walter Lippman’s Diagnosis of Western Decline by Oscar Handlin On the cover of the February, 1955, Atlantic, the artist has skillfully caught the mood of Walter Lippmann's new book.
Haiman Philip Spitz: Pioneer Maine Merchant by The Editors On the thirteenth day of April, 1816—in the Hebrew calendar, the ninth day of Nesan—Ernestine, daughter of Philip Lichtenstine, gave…
Is There a Middle Way in Culture?Clifton Fadiman and the Middlebrow by Commentary Bk Everyone seems to agree that American culture has always been marked by striking differences, even outright contradictions, of taste and…
The British Elections Herald a New Era:The Break in Working-Class Solidarity by Norman Macrae “I'm not going to vote at this election,” said the taxi driver who picked up Lord Woolton, the Conservative party…
The Liberal Religious Impulse in Israel:An American Rabbi Spies Out the Land by Herbert Weiner The illustrious 19th-century rabbi Israel Salanter once compared religion “to a bird held in the hand. If grasped too tightly…
The Liberal Tradition in America: An Interpretation of American Political Thought Since the Revolution, by Louis Hartz by Commentary Bk
The Libraries in a Time of Tension:The Legion and Its Demands by James Rorty Many of the American libraries that were harassed by the patriotic societies and local champions of 100-per-cent Americanism on the…
Unsentimental Journey to Vienna:A Native Jew’s Welcome Home by Benno Weiser The hitchhiker I picked up on the Arlberg Pass was Viennese, with all the honeyed politeness and eagerness to please…
