Monthly Archives: January 2017
I was wrong. I am eating crow. I need to figure out how to be a part of a world that seems too strange and treacherous to believe.
The first mittens that the girl ever knits are for her father, but he does not wear them, because he is afraid he will ruin them.
This balancing act bestows a lot of power on therapists. It also becomes a breeding ground for callousness.
Themes of identity across generations of Russian-Jewish women are wonderfully woven together in Julia Alekseyeva’s brilliant debut graphic memoir, Soviet Daughter: A Graphic Revolution.
“The best movie ever made! Critics everywhere LOVE it. Cannes standing ovation. Big appalls!”
Their apathy towards education, even in the moments it was spoon fed to them, was almost impressive.
Étienne Brûlé sat down for his quarterly review in a loincloth and moccasins, chuckling to himself in Algonquin about the foolishness of imperialism.
There’s a song I’ve had stuck in my head for over a year now. And not just the music—it’s like the idea of the song is stuck in my head.
Ours is an era of historically massive income inequality; the DeVos plan for the future of American education would serve to further exacerbate the situation.
Silence is dead serious about faith.
Spend the next four years, and hopefully not eight, dear God hopefully not eight, fighting for those wild and important places.
Obama showed me that you can be a politician and a person of upright character and moral probity.
This narrative of Melania as a sly badass emerged through a series of clickable Internet conspiracy theories.
I had learned pretty quickly that Reddit was not friendly to women, people in ethnic minority groups, people in sexual minority groups…or really anyone.
The show excels in precisely the same way as its source material: it approaches its subject matter with a pitch-perfect ear for dark humor, and with an impishly ironic attitude toward storytelling.
imagine my dismay when I discovered on Monday that The Piano Guys, one of my favorite musical groups, had accepted Trump’s toxic invitation.
Thus, dousing your schnitzel in gravy is a gastronomical shot in the foot, tantamount to putting ice cream in the oven.
“It’s just that because the universe is expanding, that means it goes on forever, and forever makes now seem pointless,” I told Luke one day.
There’s more to the books, of course. But after all this, do you care?
I can distinctly remember my life before I knew what Delilah looked like, but I cannot go back to that time.
And if there’s one thing I’m really not, it’s a poet.
We started talking about all the shit she got done in Rogue One.
Unfortunately, it turns out Jyn gets zero shit done in Rogue One.
Setting a goal is setting yourself up for failure. You set a goal when you want to achieve something, you don’t set a goal for something you already have.
It is truly the judges who shine brightly on this program. So, here is the definitive ranking of the judges from best to worst (as well as a few remarks on their fashion sense).
Forgive me, I still haven’t learned the difference
between beautiful and important things.
Mia, waitress, wants to be an actor; Sebastian, broke musician, wants to own a jazz club. But La La Land’s biggest tension happens outside the screen: an unspoken, unreferenced standoff between itself and the twenty-first century.
Drink water. Preferably every day. Make your bed…at least once a week.