So many innocent people have suffered in earlier chapters of this same, seemingly endless war.
Janna Malamud Smith
Janna Malamud Smith is a psychotherapist and writer. Her latest book is “An Absorbing Errand: How Artists and Craftsmen Make Their Way to Mastery.”
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No wonder many veterans now wince when we blithely “thank” them for their service. Those of us who haven’t survived battlefields and prison camps have but the dimmest idea whereof we speak.
A closer look at the Republican presidential candidate’s deeply destructive rhetoric.
If we truly want to help people who are addicted to opioids — or cocaine, alcohol, cigarettes, gambling or spending — we need to push for more than regulatory changes.
When a corporation commits a crime, we should demand meaningful reparations.
Attempting to pop the political filter bubble with mixed results.
At what point does a parent stop worrying about their child?
The ability to amplify our worst transgressions is new, and, it seems to be a drug more potent and addictive than any other.
As the days get shorter, New Englanders are haunted by memories of a brutal winter past.
In this game of telephone, we’re all the losers.
How can you feel a part of the everyday world if highways close for you to pass?
Is he unredeemable, or is he a person capable of awakening to the moral horror of what he did? Why are so desperate to understand?
If this nation is truly a democracy, why not let our citizens give governing a try?
Instead of insisting pharmaceutical companies behave responsibly, we have unintentionally sacrificed our own kin for their profit.
Bostonians are continuing in this city’s centuries-old practice of demonstrating their patriotism by thinking for themselves and resisting improper uses of power.
With The Flakes, depression doesn’t capture your condition. Quietly nuts, ice-brained, cork-screw bodied, and pretending to go through the motions … is closer.
To save Atlantic codfish, if it’s not already too late, we will need to make good decisions rather soon.
What a late night intruder taught Janna Malamud Smith about rabies, insurance and the differences between her and her husband.
Incomes have become so grotesquely skewed that anyone who chooses to teach is choosing a tougher path.
Does our cultural appetite for “true stories” in art suggest that we are starved for them in cyberspace?
The anniversary of the Marathon may make people feel as if it’s time for closure, but the truth is each person recovers from loss at a different pace.
Should we care? Yes. But mostly because the public importance of this tale is separate from the people involved.
It is a time to honor the Newtown families — as they have asked us to — by turning away, and lowering our collective gaze.
New research has confirmed what the author’s father, the writer Bernard Malamud, always knew to be true.
When the only solution is arguably as atrocious as the evil it seeks to halt.
Why we need an independent agency to govern our privacy rights.
We cannot continue to strand parents between unreasonable work demands and inadequate child care resources.