Black man’s cow, white man’s milk.

“This is going to get real ugly real fast,” Marty Bahamonde of FEMA wrote in a text message to his bosses two days before Hurricane Katrina struck New Orleans. It appeared to Bahamonde that no one was really listening to him. His assumption was correct.

As an aspiring historian, I wondered how much a graphic memoir could teach me about “doing” history.

Wartime relations and associations — beneficial and misaligned — form the core of “The Foundling,” an inestimably entertaining two-volume series by Michel Déon.

The story of Bolaño’s life has been misrepresented by a public too eager to label him as a beatnik.