The Atlantic, while a storied magazine that hires talented writers, seems to have adopted an editorial policy that can be summed up in three words: “Provoke, provoke, provoke.” It’s like they lopped off the top of the BuzzFeed hourglass, the smiley half of the “what kind of shit do people forward?” equation, the part with ...
Lisbeth Salandar takes an eye for an eye. The man appointed by the state to care for her, her guardian, turns out to be a monster. So she out-monsters him. The system is corrupt. It humiliates her boyfriend. Robin-Hood like, she steals it all back. Her response to the assault of a morally bankrupt and ...
In 2009, I went to a “Mommy & Me” screening of New Moon, the first installment of the Twilight Saga. “Mommy & Me” is where you try to watch a movie in the theater with your infant. Needless to say, one doesn’t retain much from such screenings. All I really remember from the first film ...
When I found out I was having a girl, I cried for three days. It took me a while to figure out some basic facts about this reaction, including the fact that not everyone has it. In the language of therapy, pieces of the past remained unprocessed. One of the undigested bits was my senior ...
End of the quarter: 9 days from now Hours on the train: 2 Hours commuting: 4 Hours out of the house: 11.5 Predicted height of stack of student portfolios: 2.5’ Number of things in the media that made me cry: 2 Glasses of white wine–short glasses, long pour: 2 Vegetables: 2 Other substances: caffeine, mucinex, ...
