Charlie Kirk Assassinated by a Sniper in Utah!

                 (Editorial post from the NEW YORKER on 11 September2025.)

Charlie Kirk, the conservative media figure and influential supporter of Donald Trump, was shot and killed today while speaking at an event at Utah Valley University. Graphic videos captured by those in attendance appear to show Kirk being struck in the neck by a bullet. He was thirty-one.

The President announced Kirk’s death on social media, and requested flags across the country be flown at half-staff. Other major political figures from across the ideological spectrum, including Barack Obama, Joe Biden, and Kamala Harris, condemned the shooting and political violence.

Kirk founded Turning Point USA, a youth-focussed right-wing nonprofit, in 2012, when he was just eighteen. “It’s impossible to overstate his role in MAGA and Republican politics,” Antonia Hitchens, a New Yorker staff writer who covers politics, told us over e-mail from Washington, D.C.

Mexico’s Molar City Could Transform Your Smile.

              (Burkhard Bilger’s post from THE NEWYORKER on 28 July 2025.)

Mexico’s Molar City Could Transform My Smile. Did I Want It To? More than a thousand dentists have set up shop in Los Algodones. Their patients are mostly Americans who can’t afford the U.S.’s dental care.

Los Algodones was built on leaps of faith. A short walk from the United States, it’s a place for the poor, the afflicted, the huddled masses without dental insurance. On weekday mornings in late winter, they start to arrive before dawn. They drive in from Arizona or California, catch a shuttle from Yuma, or park their car in a lot in the Sonoran Desert and cross the border on foot.

The path for pedestrians follows State Route 186, past a pair of Jehovah’s Witnesses offering free Bible courses, along a twisting corridor of razor wire and chain-link fence, through passport control, and into Los Algodones.

Trafficking of Young Men and Boys in Myanmar

               (Based on the Burmese post from the FACE BOOK in August 2025.)

A destitute family of three in the hellhole called war-ravaged Myanmar. Old mother made and sold Burmese snacks under the big kokeko tree next to their tiny hut on the tiny piece of land they owned. The old father formerly was a carpenter but had a severe stroke and paralysed and ended up permanently in bed.

They have one young son who worked as a bricklayer and, being a good boy, he gave his daily wages to his old parents. Even though they were poor they had a reasonable life together. Then one day the tragedy struck.

On his way back home from work that day the boy was forcefully grabbed by the drafters from Mynamar Army and Myanmar Police, the hellish brutes, universally hated by their own people of Myanmar. They put him in jail and then went to his old parents and tried to haggle for his release.

Give us 10,000,000 Myanmar kyats (about US$ 2,500) if they want their son back, demanded they. Othewise he would be sent to a boot camp for two months and then be fighting the ethnic insurgents at the faraway front lines by the Chinese border.