Plus: The Indus Waters Treaty; Alexandre Dumas
| What Andor depicts most clearly is what its kind of storytelling can’t say. “The cease-fire [between India and Pakistan] has held so far, but peace may well be elusive. Water will be one of the major fault lines…. [In June India’s home minister, Amit Shah, said:] ‘We will take water that was flowing to Pakistan to Rajasthan by constructing a canal.’ Pakistan, he warned, ‘will be starved of water that it has been getting unjustifiably.’” “Toussaint Charbonneau was paid $500 for making the trip, Sacagawea nothing. Their journey ended in August 1806 when the expedition left them at the villages on the Missouri River where Lewis and Clark had found them. Charbonneau was about forty, Sacagawea nineteen or twenty. Then what?” —June 8, 2023 Even before the Trump administration’s “shock troops of pseudoscience” stripped the HHS of funding, “public health [had] long been the neglected stepchild of the US health system.” Free from the ArchivesAlexandre Dumas was born 223 years ago today. In the Review’s May 23, 2013, issue, Peter Brooks wrote about his childhood love for Dumas’s novels—“As a boy I wanted above all other professions to be a musketeer”—and the life of Dumas père’s père, Thomas-Alexandre Dumas-Davy de la Pailleterie, who was born in Haiti to a French nobleman and an enslaved Black woman and, after moving to France in 1776, “would make his way as a soldier, rising from the lowest ranks in the Queen’s Dragoons to general in a matter of some twenty months.” But, in an incident that eventually inspired The Count of Monte Cristo, Thomas-Alexandre “fell foul of the wildly unstable politics of the Kingdom of Naples [and] spent twenty months in a dungeon on no apparent charge and with no apparent end to his imprisonment.” “‘Prodigious’ is the word that best seems to describe Dumas’s output, whether in his novels or in the dramas that had an important part in the evolution of French theater. And the term applies as well to the man, who conceived himself in colossal proportions befitting work—and an epoch—in which melodrama was the mode of the day.” Save $168 on an inspired pairing!
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