Keeping an Eye on Iran

A New Haven non-profit documents violations abroad.

An earlier version of this article incorrectly identified one of the founders of the Iran Human Rights Documentation Center. The New Journal appreciates this correction to our online records. – Julia Calagiovanni and Eric Boodman, Editors-in-Chief, March 2015   Just over six thousand miles separate New Haven from Tehran, the capital of the Islamic Republic of Iran. Late last year, a new organization—the Iran Human Rights Documentation Center (IHRDC)—was founded with the intention of bridging that gap. The Center may seem like just another entrant into New Haven’s. . . Read more
Paige Austin
Bonfire of the Vanities

Devil?s Night earned its name in Fair Haven this year. Near midnight on October 30, an empty barn on Wolcott Street went up in flames. A few blocks away, an abandoned home on James Street met the same fate. Across the neighborhood at a house on Lombard Street, a car slammed into the garage door, … Continue reading Bonfire of the Vanities

Devil?s Night earned its name in Fair Haven this year. Near midnight on October 30, an empty barn on Wolcott Street went up in flames. A few blocks away, an abandoned home on James Street met the same fate. Across the neighborhood at a house on Lombard Street, a car slammed into the garage door, reversed, and sped away. The car too was later found consumed by flames. When the sun rose on Halloween, both buildings and the car had burned to rubble; no trace. . . Read more
Paige Austin
Appraise and Fall

It has stood through years of kiss concerts, third-rate minor league hockey matches, and the debacles of Yale basketball-but for the first time ever, one day this fall, the main attraction at the New Haven Coliseum was the ill-fated Coliseum itself. The concrete and steel monstrosity was transformed into a hammed-up flea market, and everything, … Continue reading Appraise and Fall

It has stood through years of kiss concerts, third-rate minor league hockey matches, and the debacles of Yale basketball-but for the first time ever, one day this fall, the main attraction at the New Haven Coliseum was the ill-fated Coliseum itself. The concrete and steel monstrosity was transformed into a hammed-up flea market, and everything, bolted down or not, was on sale. To visualize the scope of the Coliseum’s liquidation, imagine a behemoth grocery store. Replace the cereal boxes and soda cans with the turnstiles. . . Read more
Paige Austin