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Since the 1950s, more than 100,000 Korean children have been adopted by predominantly white Americans; they were orphans of the Korean War, or so the story went. But begin the story earlier, as SooJin Pate does, and what has long been viewed as humanitarian rescue reveals itself as an exercise in expanding American empire during the Cold War.

Transnational adoption was virtually nonexistent in Korea until U.S. military intervention in the 1940s. Currently it generates $35 million in revenue--an economic miracle for South Korea and a social and political boon for the United...

A young crow was trapped under vines and briars because I had pushed his tree over. He screamed in terror as I wrestled him from the tangle. His family that had been circling and cawing overhead flew away leaving me wondering what to do with this magnificent bird. He couldn't fly, so I knew that he wouldn't survive. I was obliged to help. I determined to care for him until he could fly away on his own, so I took him home. After letting him out of a box, he was so frightened that he banged up nearly everything in the kitchen. Reluctantly, I stuffed him into a makeshift cage.

The next...

Since the 1950s, more than 100,000 Korean children have been adopted by predominantly white Americans; they were orphans of the Korean War, or so the story went. But begin the story earlier, as SooJin Pate does, and what has long been viewed as humanitarian rescue reveals itself as an exercise in expanding American empire during the Cold War.

Transnational adoption was virtually nonexistent in Korea until U.S. military intervention in the 1940s. Currently it generates $35 million in revenue--an economic miracle for South Korea and a social and political boon for the United...

A young crow was trapped under vines and briars because I had pushed his tree over. He screamed in terror as I wrestled him from the tangle. His family that had been circling and cawing overhead flew away leaving me wondering what to do with this magnificent bird. He couldn't fly, so I knew that he wouldn't survive. I was obliged to help. I determined to care for him until he could fly away on his own, so I took him home. After letting him out of a box, he was so frightened that he banged up nearly everything in the kitchen. Reluctantly, I stuffed him into a makeshift cage.

The next...