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"We won," the President who's treating the conflict with Iran like a video game says, but "we're not finished yet."

A drawing that riffs on the latest news and happenings.

The new series about the romance between John F. Kennedy, Jr., and Carolyn Bessette is little more than a look-book--but its popularity is proof of the Kennedys' enduring allure.

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Iran spent decades cultivating its allies, but the Houthis, Iraqi militias, and other sympathetic forces have plenty of reason to stay on the sidelines--at least for now.

When Marimar Martinez was shot five times by a Border Patrol agent, the D.H.S. justified it by calling her a "domestic terrorist." In the aftermath, she's been trying to recover her reputation and, with it, a sense of reality.

As Secretary of Homeland Security, Noem enabled Donald Trump's harshest immigration policies--and embodied the idea of "law enforcement as just a photo op," Jonathan Blitzer says.

The prolific novelist--whose most famous character, the forensic pathologist Kay Scarpetta, is played by Nicole Kidman in a TV adaptation premièring in March--discusses a few of her perennial rereads.