
C.J. Chivers
Reporter and Correspondent at The New York Times
Contributor at Esquire
@NYTmag. “for our struggle is not against flesh and blood but against the rulers.”
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2 months ago |
savingseafood.org | C.J. Chivers
January 31, 2025 — For several years while teaching at the University of Vermont, Joe Roman, a conservation biologist, challenged students to an unusual exercise. Design an animal ideal for the role of marine invader, he’d say, a creature with the natural traits to colonize a territory not its own and, in the relentlessly competitive scrum of the wild, establish itself sturdily for the long term.
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Dec 30, 2024 |
nytimes.com | C.J. Chivers |David Guttenfelder
Outnumbered and desperate, the nation began hacking cheap consumer UAVs with explosives - bringing a brutal new form of terror to 21st-century warfare. Trader, a Ukrainian drone technician, preparing for an attack. Credit... Listen to this article, read by Robert Fass The sweep - the controlled choreography of a mechanical dragonfly - allowed Prorok and Buryi to scan the smoldering spot.
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Jun 6, 2024 |
savingseafood.org | C.J. Chivers
June 4, 2024 — The call from the Atlantic Ocean sounded over VHF radio on a midsummer afternoon. » “Mayday, mayday, mayday,” the transmission began, then addressed the nearest U.S. Coast Guard command center. “Sector Delaware Bay, this is the vessel Jersey Pride.
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Oct 3, 2023 |
menshealth.com | C.J. Chivers
For our 35th anniversary issue, we're spotlighting 35 men who embody strength in all of its forms. To see the full list, click here. A LITTLE MORE than a decade ago, as a U. S. Army soldier in his mid-20s, Mills stood six feet, three inches tall and weighed 250 pounds. His biceps, he says, taped 23 inches. To realize such a physique, Mills embodied a definition of strength many young athletes would recognize.
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Sep 21, 2023 |
menshealth.com | C.J. Chivers
ABOUT 15 SUMMERS ago, when my oldest sons were six and eight, we started a nighttime habit. After dinner a few nights a week, I’d drive them the half mile to a boat docked in a salt pond, putter around three miles through the estuary to the outlet to the sea, and throttle out onto the darkening Atlantic Ocean in the fading light. Behind us, our wake would spread in a widening vee. At our feet would be a bucket of live eels.
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