Media technologies offer the promise of both eternity and oblivion, but we have a hard time telling the difference between the two.

Cults and multilevel marketing schemes are more American than apple pie, it turns out.

I’ve gotten physically assaulted by anti-trans psychos twice in the last few months, but… like the limo driver in The Big Lebowski, I can’t complain.

We still can’t stop thinking about how excited Elaine Benes would be that JFK Jr. is coming back.

Pandemic life has shown us that loneliness and togetherness are closer to each other than we once thought.

Even if we can’t have the Olympics, Thanksgiving dinner, or sex, the Oscars must go on.