Three Ways to Handle an Awkward Thanksgiving
Even if you’re sitting down with a boorish uncle or a snippy cousin, you can do things to make the occasion a happy one.
Even if you’re sitting down with a boorish uncle or a snippy cousin, you can do things to make the occasion a happy one.
The hollowness at the center of Heretic
Wicked makes the case that audiences aren’t so tired of the genre after all.
For years he used fake identities to charm women out of hundreds of thousands of dollars. Then his victims banded together to take him down.
Greg Abbott is taking a stand to protect his state’s right to let children die in the Rio Grande, and four justices of the Supreme Court are encouraging him to do so.
Trying something new is exciting, but there’s also a financial incentive behind the need to churn out unfamiliar dishes.
The X exodus is weakening a way for conservatives to speak to the masses.
International law has always been aspirational. The decision on Israel brings it closer.
I know I sound naive, but this wasn’t like a “normal” affair.
Survivalists, drifters, and divorcées across a resurgent wilderness
The Atlantic has chosen 65 gifts for bringing more merriment, adventure, and wonder to the ones you love.
The high aspirations with which the tribunal was founded should not shield it from the consequences of its decision to pursue other agendas.
What’s happening in America today is something darker than a misinformation crisis.
My husband’s parents are divorcing, and they are worried about being alone.
Sing, Unburied, Sing follows a family—and two ghosts—on a road trip that doubles as a journey through the painful past.
In a populist moment, the Democratic Party had the extremely rich and the very famous, some great music, and Mark Ruffalo. And they got shellacked.
In a culture devoid of moral education, generations are growing up in a morally inarticulate, self-referential world.
You don’t have to become a Buddhist monk to realize the value of contemplating hard questions without clear answers.
Planetary warming is no longer the sole province of “climate fiction.” It’s creeping into all kinds of writing.
In a market with thousands of toys, somehow the 1960s puppet has become ubiquitous.