The National Enquirer is a shadow of its former self. I worked there for a month in 1981 when it was owned and edited by Generoso Pope. I was no fan of his then but in retrospect I can’t imagine him catching and killing for Donald Trump. His guys would have caught and published, the way they did with Presidential aspirants Gary Hart and John Edwards. They would have ripped the lid off Trump’s encounter with Stormy Daniels in real time, not years after the fact. The Apprentice would have been riddled with moles on the Enquirer payroll. We would…

Here is the beach at Marina di Campo on the Italian island of Elba as it looks now. This evening the popular summer resort hosts White Night, a music festival. L’auspicio è quello di vedere il nostro paese invaso da persone in festa, say the organisers. We look forward to seeing our town invaded by party-goers. Eighty years ago last Monday, the beach looked very different. It was littered with invaders of another kind — dead and dying Senegalese conscripts fighting on behalf of their French colonial masters to liberate the island from the Nazis.  Their sacrifice is very likely going unremarked…