Andrew Chiu, a prodemocracy district councilor in Hong Kong, was attempting to stop a knife-wielding assailant from attacking protesters in November 2019 when the attacker broke free and lunged at him. The man pulled Chiu close in a belligerent embrace, sank his teeth into Chiu’s left ear, then snapped his head back and, as Chiu reached up to find blood spilling from his head, spat a sinuous chunk of flesh onto the brick sidewalk.An attempt to reattach Chiu’s ear was unsuccessful.

This is an edition of The Wonder Reader, a newsletter in which our editors recommend a set of stories to spark your curiosity and fill you with delight. Sign up here to get it every Saturday morning.“Weddings are funny affairs—tense, expensive, fraught with emotion,” writes Xochitl Gonzalez, an Atlantic staff writer who was once a luxury-wedding planner. “They are revisited—by the couple, by the family, by the person paying the bills—time and again.

In recent years, Domino’s has sometimes fancied itself as a tech company with a side hustle delivering pizza. It’s true. By tinkering with technology such as AI, GPS, autonomous vehicles, and augmented reality, the world’s largest pizza chain has turned the dark art of food delivery into a science. It all started with its fabled Pizza Tracker, which launched in 2008 and created an early standard for tracking food delivery.

Forget Barbenheimer; July has a different double feature you should pay attention to. Two films premiering this weekend celebrate the value of putting on a practical production. One is the newest Mission: Impossible, a thrill ride as heartfelt as it is breathtaking. The other is Theater Camp, a mockumentary that, with apologies to Tom Cruise, might better underscore his message about the importance of committing one’s life to the arts (and at about half the runtime too).

Admittedly, I was suspicious of Joy Ride. The past few years have seen more and more Asian American films in typical Hollywood genres such as rom-coms, superhero blockbusters, and slow-burn dramas. Many have been excellent, some not so much, but in several of them I’ve noticed a recurring theme: a protagonist’s overidealized return to Asia. Joy Ride, a new film about an Asian American adoptee and her friends going to China, seemed primed to replay the trope.

This is an edition of The Atlantic Daily, a newsletter that guides you through the biggest stories of the day, helps you discover new ideas, and recommends the best in culture. Sign up for it here.A child’s job is to be oblivious to their parents’ stress. On a recent trip, our roles were reversed.First, here are four new stories from The Atlantic:
Russia has a new gulag.
Is a glass of wine harmless? Wrong question.
Climate change feels more real now than ever.

The FDA announced yesterday that it had for the first time approved a daily birth-control pill for over-the-counter sales. That’s a big change; once the product, called Opill, is on the market—which may be as soon as early 2024—Americans will be able to buy daily hormonal birth control without a prescription.

In 1978, Bohdan Klymchak walked out of the Soviet Union and asked for political asylum in Iran. Klymchak was Ukrainian, born near Lviv. In 1949, his family had been deported to Khabarovsk, in the Russian Far East, after the arrest of his brother as a “Ukrainian nationalist.” In 1957, Klymchak himself was arrested for “anti-Soviet agitation”; even after his release, he remained under constant surveillance.

This is an edition of the revamped Books Briefing, our editors’ weekly guide to the best in books. Sign up for it here.On Twitter and talk radio and cable TV, Americans today can easily express and hear echoes of their basest thoughts without too much difficulty—racism, anti-Semitism, homophobia, the whole cacophony of hate. But at one time, really knowing what your neighbors were thinking, or seeing who was hiding under the white hood, took some investigating.