Dear Grandson, I joined the Navy in 1966, a time when the Vietnam War was developing. It’s hard to explain, but it became impossible to not go.
Lynne Vincent McCarthy’s stunning debut novel is a grating example of a character gone awry. It’s terror visited under glass, and well worth an examination.
Fake News. Why always you. This week we find out if there’s any truth to the Forrest Gump 2 trailer, if cars in Arizona actually melted and why Akon made himself a target for the CIA.
In this country, when instances of national security arise, history shows that our media is unable to investigate it. Witness K and East Timor is merely the latest edition.
After it was announced that JCVD was high for the duration of Street Fighter, I decided to rewatch with modern eyes. I’m disappointed all over again…for reasons I didn’t predict.
Trump’s nonsense since Helsinki has revealed an obvious truth. Vince McMahon is running the administration, and I know what’s coming next. Bah Gawd!
Every so often, we seek the peerless knowledge of Dotty LaFou. This week, she addresses the problem of in-laws stealing one’s wine.
We love to hate Nickelback. But why? This week, the insane minds of Sci-gasm delve into the culture of public opinion and the means scientists use to measure our collective hate.
Yes, France won the World Cup, but that’s only half the story. The captured nonsense that surrounded the event was substantially more layered.
Direct from the White House, Ivanka reveals the advice she gave her dad about his trip to Europe. God help us.
Father John Misty is an island upon himself. In his latest effort, he’s moved away from the politicism of his earlier work, to a more universal flow: The h.opelessness of one’s heart.
Growing up adopted in a Jewish household, Deni Langman always felt different. One day she attempted to track down her scattered roots. This is her story.
Fake News. Why you always lying? This week, we fact-check Kurt Cobain’s Trump warning, the fake that sued the original and the origins of a rather toxic book.
In her latest exclusive communiqué, Ivanka details the unfortunate G20 wrap-up meeting she held with her Dad. Exclusive. Sort of.
Every night about this time, Chez Portingale is invaded by unsolicited phone calls. No matter, I’ve hatched a plot that will see me win…eventually.
Elon Musk is getting dragged on Twitter for his role in the Thai cave rescue. It’s nothing short of schoolyard bullying. We’re picking on the rich kid because we’re poor.
In 17th century Venice, moral lines were significantly blurred. Berwyn Lewis discusses the murky overlap of religion and prostitution in her novel, Venice’s Virgin Mother.
1968 was a year beset by great division, one that birthed great international protest. If we’re looking to change the world of tomorrow, we should look to yesterday.
As a student subject to the upcoming changes to the curriculum, I support some of the changes, but I feel some things are better left as is.
A particularly serious discussion about the future of Poland was interrupted by the paws of an academic’s cat. What were you talking about again, doctor?
In a ridiculous turn of events, America is no longer the most self-important nation in the world. I know, I don’t believe it either.