Not all debate questions can be gems. Amid the implications of hypocrisy and nudges toward collective disagreement, sometimes moderators take a breather from actual probing. That’s when we see the softball questions rolled out, those calorie-free queri... »
Dear Marketing Lady, Yeah, I’ve heard that. Well actually, I’ve just seen that sentiment expressed in gentler terms in Newsweek. English majors make less on average than almost any other major. I’ve heard various presidents say that it’s non-math majo... »
This past spring, during some godforsaken AP course in my last weeks of high school, the Princeton Review posted its new rankings of colleges and universities. My bud Abbey and I were nothing short of stoked to tell all our co-graduates that we would b... »
Of the many fears I gladly shed in the wake of my son’s death, I miss the relentless dread of disappointment the least. Had I realized the moment the fear left me, I might have raised a glass of something aged and expensive, made a big to-do. As it hap... »
Brothers and brothers! (There are no sisters here, right? Okay, good.) Thank you all for bravely taking your helicopters out to the suburbs tonight at this so-called “Applebee’s” dining establishment to stage a sit-in on imported French divans. We will... »
There’s a little girl in bobby socks, me. Young and unaware of a South tread by Range Rovers, Donna Karan heels, and the lullaby-rubber of navy blue Bimmers, I visited William Faulkner’s hometown for the first time, ate barbecue and frozen yogurt and t... »
