Last week, I went to the incredible wedding of two incredible people: Mikhail Zygar and Jean-Michel Scherbak. It was a moment of love and truth, joy and honesty that pierced the utter darkness that has enveloped all of us since February 24. May you live long and love longer, and may all your paths be paths of peace.
I went on @realtimers to talk about why the American establishment missed all the signs we were pointing them to.
May the light prevail against the darkness like it did once so many generations ago. Happy Hanukkah.
I finally met up with the incredible @dina_litovsky, who took gorgeous photographs for my profile of Elizabeth Warren. We talked about our Soviet childhoods and immigration to America, love, life, and hacking it in this business as women who know what they want. And then she took some pictures of me over ramen. It’s never too late to make new friends, even in the middle of a pandemic.
I finally met up with the incredible @dina_litovsky, who took gorgeous photographs for my profile of Elizabeth Warren. We talked about our Soviet childhoods and immigration to America, love, life, and hacking it in this business as women who know what they want. And then she took some pictures of me over ramen. It’s never too late to make new friends, even in the middle of a pandemic.
I finally met up with the incredible @dina_litovsky, who took gorgeous photographs for my profile of Elizabeth Warren. We talked about our Soviet childhoods and immigration to America, love, life, and hacking it in this business as women who know what they want. And then she took some pictures of me over ramen. It’s never too late to make new friends, even in the middle of a pandemic.
I finally met up with the incredible @dina_litovsky, who took gorgeous photographs for my profile of Elizabeth Warren. We talked about our Soviet childhoods and immigration to America, love, life, and hacking it in this business as women who know what they want. And then she took some pictures of me over ramen. It’s never too late to make new friends, even in the middle of a pandemic.
Choreographer Alexei Ratmansky said he wanted the dancers of the United Ukrainian Ballet, dancers from all over Ukraine who fled when Russia invaded, to feel like artists, not refugees. They achieved it magnificently and with such grace. Here is the cast singing the Ukrainian national anthem. 🇺🇦
My baby sister Dina, an oncologist in training, just got her first dose of the #COVID19 vaccine today. She wants me to tell you that you should all get it when you have the chance because it is safe and effective. (As for her big sister, “relieved” doesn’t begin to describe it. Fuck yeah, science!)
Happy one-year anniversary to @puckdotnews and all my incredible colleagues! What a year it’s been—easily the happiest and most fulfilling in my career. Onward and upwards! 📸 by @emgough
Washington, DC. November 7, 2020. (NB: this is not my champagne. I glimpsed it as I was walking by.)
In late 2016, American diplomats in Havana reported a strange constellation of symptoms: a weird sound, pain and pressure in their heads, a ringing in their ears, dizziness, nausea, brain fog. Four years later, the Havana Syndrome has spread—to Americans in China, Poland, Georgia, Australia, Taiwan, and the U.K. Americans are even getting hit on American soil—in Philadelphia, in the DC suburbs—and a CIA investigation points to the Russian security services wielding a novel directed energy weapon. What’s worse, CIA leadership is apparently too scared to tell the White House because of President Trump’s strange affinity for Vladimir Putin. I’ve spent the last four months reporting this story, and it has shaken me to my core. Please have a read. Link in bio.
…when our own strength failed us. Last night of Hanukkah. May next year’s be happier.
I had #covid19. I was sick for 5 weeks, I ended up in the emergency room because I couldn’t breathe, where I found out that my lungs had partially deflated. Oh, and I tested negative for the virus. Repeatedly. I started reporting it out and discovered that that is very possible and the tests aren’t doing what you think they are. Link in bio.
Rock of Ages let our song, Praise Thy saving power; Thou amidst the raging foes, Wast our sheltering tower. Chag Chanukah sameach. May the coming year be brighter than the last.💡
Good night, my city.
When one your bestest friends comes through town for the election, and you’re just waiting around for the results, you go to one of the most delicious places you’ve eaten at in fucking ages.
When one your bestest friends comes through town for the election, and you’re just waiting around for the results, you go to one of the most delicious places you’ve eaten at in fucking ages.
When one your bestest friends comes through town for the election, and you’re just waiting around for the results, you go to one of the most delicious places you’ve eaten at in fucking ages.
“This time around, Russia is presented with a wholly different choice: two men who have each served one term in the White House, during which they took diametrically opposed rhetorical lines toward Moscow while both arming Ukraine and sanctioning Russia.” Julia Ioffe has the view from inside the Kremlin on the 2024 U.S. presidential election. Photo: Gavriil Grigorov/Sputnik/AFP/Getty Images; Justin Sullivan/Getty Images
“This time around, Russia is presented with a wholly different choice: two men who have each served one term in the White House, during which they took diametrically opposed rhetorical lines toward Moscow while both arming Ukraine and sanctioning Russia.” Julia Ioffe has the view from inside the Kremlin on the 2024 U.S. presidential election. Photo: Gavriil Grigorov/Sputnik/AFP/Getty Images; Justin Sullivan/Getty Images
Vote! It’s never been easier. #vote #vote2020
I’m so excited that I got my copy of “All We Can Save.” I tend to think about things in a pretty dark and fatalistic way, but this approach to climate change is so much better and more productive. And I’m so proud of my friend Dr. Ayana Elizabeth Johnson and all the amazing work she’s doing to snap us out of our stupor!
