I can't imagine having a conversation about 'Celebrity Big Brother' in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

To make a living space, there first had to be a killing space.

You really struggle to be a successful empire if you are also the world's biggest debtor.

I refuse to accept that Western civilization is like some hopeless old version of Microsoft DOS, doomed to freeze, then crash. I still cling to the hope that the United States is the Mac to Europe's PC, and that if one part of the West can successfully update and reboot itself, it's America.

The Armenian genocide showed what could happen when empires were beaten into nations.

When I first came to Oxford, I struggled to feel comfortable in an Anglican, public school-dominated institution.

Why did the Germans and Japanese keep fighting after 1943 when every rational hope of victory had disappeared?