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In Harlan County, Kentucky, are some of our country's richest natural resources—and some of its poorest people.
"There is no escape, it seems to me, from the conclusion that the vice presidency is not only a meaningless but a hopeless office." So wrote Arthur Schlesinger, Jr., in the May Atlantic. He wrote against a backdrop of historic drama, at a time when the Congress was preparing impeachment proceedings against President Nixon, and Gerald Ford (our first "instant Vice President," as he describes himself here) stood on the threshold of the White House. The Atlantic asked the Vice President, all living former Vice Presidents and former candidates for the office, plus some interested observers, including a descendant of a Vice President (and two Presidents), to respond to Professor Schlesinger's argument. Gerald Ford's comments lead off the responses.
The big war in the Pacific was over, but Robert Owen’s war was just beginning. Unless it was brought under control, the incredibly hardy rhinoceros beetle threatened to destroy every coconut palm in Micronesia. After experiments with a strange array of allies—wasps, hedgehogs, fungi, click beetles, and undergrowth—an armed truce has been won. It could end any day.
The simple story of an American magazine dedicated to the hymning of capitalism which hires a left-wing British journalist to join with a certain Captain exWestchester to expose the Merchants of Death, and of exWestchester’s plan to build an undersea tunnel to board the sunken hulk of the Lusitania. And other crazy things like that.