Some books arrive with an opinion. This one arrives with a question—and then refuses to let you off the hook. Modi: The Master Problem Solver didn’t feel like a book I was “reading” as much as one I was sitting with, the way you sit with someone who keeps rearranging the furniture in your mind while speaking softly. You don’t notice the shift immediately. You notice it later, when familiar ideas no longer sit where they used to.   What surprised me first was the tone. This is

There are books you read with a pen in hand, underlining arguments, marking dates. And then there are books you read with your shoulders slightly tense, jaw tight, phone face-down beside you, because the world it speaks of is not safely contained between covers. Toward Armageddon belongs to the second kind. I found myself reading it not at a desk, but late at night, the room quiet, news alerts deliberately silenced—because this narrative already carried enough noise, grief, a