1. In 2017, the U.S. ____________ industry lost nearly 10,000 jobs.
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2. Before city planners started draining New Orleans in the 1800s, ____________ percent of the city’s land was above sea level.
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3. After gaining the ability to clone themselves, a species of ____________ is spreading across the globe.
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—Rachel Gutman
Answers: solar / 100 / crayfish
Look Back
From our April 1920 issue, Frank Tannenbaum describes the prison system’s “continuous and universal” cruelties:
The whole administrative organization of the jail is centered on keeping the men inside the walls. Men in prison are always counted. They are counted morning, noon and night. They are counted when they rise, when they eat, when they work, and when they sleep. Like a miser hovering over his jingling coins, the warden and the keepers are constantly on edge about the safety of their charges—a safety of numbers first, of well-being afterwards ...
The warden is human. Being human, he is strongly inclined to follow the path of least resistance. And the path of least resistance, in the light of the ordinary understanding of a prison warden, is to make jail-breaking hard, by making the individual prisoner helpless.
Read more here, and watch an Atlantic documentary on life inside one of America’s largest modern-day prisons here.
Reader Response
In January, Vann R. Newkirk II wrote about how backlash to Martin Luther King Jr. and the civil-rights movement laid the groundwork for the rise of Trumpism. Linda S. says the article “helped me see a lot of things”:
I’m a 70-year-old white lady who left the U.S. for good to go live in Canada (though I didn’t know that at the time) in late August 1968, right after the Democratic National Convention, in Chicago, and the riots that went with it. The first day I had ever seen Canada was the day Martin Luther King Jr. was murdered. Driving eastward across Ontario, 45 minutes after we had passed through the tunnel from Detroit, my friend and I heard on the car radio that the border had been closed behind us because of the spreading riots. That night I sat with friends in a living room in Kitchener watching big cities burn on the 11 o’clock news. I was 20 years old, and it felt so weird to be in a country that wasn’t at war—with itself or with half of Vietnam—and to be shut out of a country that was.
Read more from Linda here, revisit the year 1968 with us here, and respond to Atlantic articles via letters@theatlantic.com.
Verbs
Colors neglected, schools subverted, stalemate broken, markets misunderstood.
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