By Éireann Lorsung
When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, think like a child, reason like a child; when I became a man, I did away with childish things I CORINTHIANS 13:11 Redaction? No, monument: a [...]
By Corey Van Landingham
Outside the Visitor Center—patrons queuing up inkhaki camo shorts, baseball caps, Where Big Bucks Lie, boxes of MoonPies wheeling by—two black men with rubber gloves, with Windex, on a July Monday, polish the bronze Lincoln.
By Jack Hitt, Photography by Laura Boushnak
Touring the Architecture of Revisionism