Since Amazon failed to deliver the Jack Abramoff-penned action catastrophe “Red Scorpion” on Friday, as they had promised, I needed to pass some time before going out. After careful deliberation, I decided I would see if those rapscallions at “Dateline” … Read More
Hype is an interesting phenomenon. Advertisers try to create it. Any product, ranging from an eight-dollar movie ticket to the five-bladed razor, hopes to have it.
Europe’s “The Final Countdown” has undergone a renaissance in the past seven years. The current wave of enthusiasm over the song began with the 1999 release of The Final Countdown 2000, a CD single featuring original 1986 versions of the … Read More
Francis Fukuyama, the most thoughtful of the neo-conservatives, announced in the Sunday NYTimes Magazine that he is no longer a neo-con. This turn of events is no opportunistic team-switching on his part, but an inevitable result of the neo-conservatives’ Middle East agenda.
The first time I smoked a cigarette, I was sardined with six other middle-school aged girls in a shower of my boarding school dorm. The logic was that if Matron caught us lighting up we would hastily strip down, turn on the faucet, and pretend that we were just casually showering together in the middle of the night.
Back in Chicago over intersession, doing a stint at home, I had the opportunity to visit the fall-term Student Projects Exhibition at the Institute for Design. One of the leading design schools in the nation, the Institute grew out of … Read More
Porter White I believe. If Charlie Brown has his Great Pumpkin, I have my Valentine Rabbit. Annually on the lustful February V-day, the Rabbit, fluff-relative to the Tooth Fairy & Co., descends to my parents’ house and bestows enigmatic heart-shaped … Read More
Sly Stone, swooping out of history like a glittery geriatric pterodactyl, gave his first public performance in nineteen years at the sometimes-luscious 48th Grammys, on this past Wednesday. He was a sight, even a specter of soul. One of his … Read More
I love this show as much as FOX hates it, which is a lot. I mean, running the last four new episodes all at once, up against the opening ceremonies of the OLYMPICS?!
I was supposed to write a review for Norah Vincent’s new book, Self-Made Man but I decided not to for a very simple reason: Books are stupid. Despite efforts in the past ten years to make books more like movies, … Read More
Betty Friedan and Wendy Wasserstein died five days apart. The conventional wisdom is that feminism is dead, and reading their obituaries, it felt true. Friedan built a movement of her friends and neighbors, changing everything they knew about the world … Read More