Philip Roth

Dec 1, 2024 | newyorker.com | Philip Roth

In May of 1945, only a few weeks after the fighting had ended in Europe, I was rotated back to the States, where I spent the remainder of the war with a training company at Camp Crowder, Missouri. Along with the rest of the Ninth Army, I had been racing across Germany so swiftly during the late winter and spring that when I boarded the plane, I couldn’t believe its destination lay to the west.

Nov 19, 2024 | shepherd.com | Robert Kagan |James O'Brien |Philip Roth |Martin Pengelly

My favorite read in 2024 Robert Kagan created headlines of his own before the US election, by resigning from the Washington Post when its owner, Jeff Bezos, declined to offer an endorsement. Kagan should make headlines after the election for his prescience in Rebellion, which was published in February 2024 and outlined precisely the forces that then promised to push Donald Trump back towards the White House. Spoiler alert: Trump won. Read Kagan to understand why.

Jul 13, 2024 | commentary.org | Philip Roth

everal winters back, while I was living in Chicago, the city was shocked and mystified by the death of two teen-age girls. So far as I know the populace is mystified still; as for the shock, Chicago is Chicago, and one week's dismemberment fades into the next's. The victims this particular year were sisters. They went off one December night to see an Elvis Presley movie, for the sixth or seventh time we are told, and never came home.

Jun 14, 2024 | onlinelibrary.wiley.com | Philip Bobko |Philip Roth |le huy |Lê Huy |In-Sue Oh

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May 20, 2024 | shepherd.com | Zachary Zane |Philip Roth |Jack Morin |R O Kwon

This is THE book for neurotic hypersexuals. It set the genre. I think it’s wild, brilliant, horny, thoughtful, introspective, delusional, and absurd at the same time. I mean, for the love of God, there’s no plot! It’s the protagonist (Alex Portnoy) rambling to a psychologist about his clear Oedipal Complex. The man is torn, trying to be a good Jewish boy who betters the world, but he has some nasty sexual desires (and messed-up feelings about his sexual partners) that are holding him back.