In the aftermath of rape, and throughout the two-year-long rape trial, I was obsessed with dangerous animals. This is how I went from prey to predator.
To those deemed worthy, six weeks at the MacDowell Colony bring new work, friendships, and great meals. Compare this to the Canadian model, in which artists (even emerging ones) receive just enough to live on from governments. Which way works best?
There is music and rhythm and beauty and joy to be found in both Jerusalem and Ramallah—despite the outrages, honest and otherwise, readily available in the space between.
Raising a mixed-race son in the Canadian city with the most mix-race couples is a dream borne of the Trudeau era. But Vancouver is a city of appearances, and diversity is much more complicated than it seems.
On learning to love the abominable mix of Soviet brutalism and unrelenting American capitalism around which Edmonton revolves.
Windsor and Detroit are more than just neighbours: Their commerce, their culture, and especially their citizens, are inextricably linked. When Detroit declared bankruptcy last week, few felt it like those across the river.
Every feature of Birthright seemed engineered to spawn fervent Zionists. And it was one of the best experiences of my entire life.
A&E’s Intervention ends its five-season run tonight at a time when TV’s misery marketplace is thriving. What do we get out of watching people at their lowest?
From the freak wharfs of Baltimore to downtown Manhattan, writing columns on art or getting screwed with poultry for John Waters, Cookie Mueller’s life was one that defied every either/or.
In 1912, Guy Weadick founded what would become “the Greatest Outdoor Show on Earth,” a rodeo even then of gigantic proportions both in size and bravado. Today, the Calgary Stampede is a ten-day cultural event, though some have been known to categorize it more as a lifestyle—a rodeo, yes, but also a grandstand and a midway and a ten-day vacation for the city of Calgary wherein plaid and jeans are worn to work and normally subdued people can walk around the downtown saying “Yahoo!” Calgary, most are surprised to learn, is not like this all the time. Normally it’s a young, ambitious city that takes pride in being the business hub of Canada’s oil and energy sectors. But for a week in July, it’s a stereotype.
One hundred years after Denmark installed a forlorn sculpture of the Little Mermaid, the siren-like myth’s many forms and tellings continue to fascinate and draw us in.
San Francisco-based writer Rebecca Solnit’s wide-lens perspective and undulating prose is not nearly as renowned as it should be.
Scenes from a 10-day road trip across the United States.
In the words of Larry Tye: “When a name ends in ‘man,’ the bearer is Jewish, a superhero, or both.” Yes, Superman is both. And he makes me want to be a better Jew.
On Asian sexuality, solidarity between racial minorities, and the subversive promotion of Kevin Kwan’s Crazy Rich Asians.
Daniel Bergner’s What Do Women Want? confirms that women are into sex. And this is a radical thesis, even if we know, from our personal lives, that it only scratches the surface.
A Father’s Day reflection, one year after the accidental death of the author’s own father, on the things that gather and accumulate in his absence.
I’ve been told I have a terrible memory and enough of my childhood is a blur that I believe it. I remember the day my sister was born, when I was three and a half, and I vaguely remember feeling pretty embarrassed about accidentally swallowing a penny a little while later. I know I once believed that Fraggles were real.
One of my clearest memories is of lying in my room as a six-year-old feeling absolutely furious. I had been the victim of some parental outrage, I’m not sure what. Probably they had forced me to eat a vegetable or maybe it was one of the countless other injustices inflicted upon children by their parents, those capricious autocrats.
On NYRB’s new Jean-Paul Sartre collection, and those who act as if they always have something else to teach us.
Marie Calloway doesn’t just write about sex, she writes about brutal, porn-inspired sex that’s both exciting and troubling. As a young, attractive woman who writes so freely about it, it’s no wonder she’s a target for fierce criticism.