
The Golden Age of the Fried-Chicken Sandwich
The sun is setting on burger dominance.
The sun is setting on burger dominance.
In the mangroves with Florida’s poet of excess and grift
Ron Chernow’s biography dwells more on the wreck of a man than on his sublimely comic work.
A raunchy sketch ends up reinforcing the stereotype of mothers as frumpy and sexless.
What Netanyahu describes as impending victory is a dive into the morass.
We live in a world of noisy narcissism, but you can escape the cacophony—and be happier.
Jeanine Pirro, Trump’s nominee for U.S. attorney in Washington, D.C., is a real prosecutor. She’s also a real MAGA partisan.
You’re bound to come across the “Dark Triad” type of malignant narcissists in life—and they can be superficially appealing. Better to look for their exact opposite.
Why have Republican leaders abandoned their principles in support of an immoral and dangerous president?
The nearly 375-year-old religion’s principles line up surprisingly well with modern parenting research.
“Cherish it while you can” is hard advice to follow for many new parents.
If you can recognize their signature move, then forewarned is forearmed.
The cult favorite Taskmaster has a nonsensical premise that slowly bowled me over.
Dismissing evidence that a politician might be unfit for office is as much a mistake for the right as it was for the left.
Daughters tend to receive higher levels of affection and patience at home than sons. But the sons might need it more.
An emerging critical consensus argues that we’ve entered a cultural dark age. I’m not so sure.
Civic education can help us to see that not all problems have solutions, to live with tentative answers, to accept compromise, to embrace responsibilities as well as rights—to understand that democracy is a way of living, not a settled destination.
Transporting letters and packages to the village of Supai requires a feat of logistics, horsemanship, and carefully placed hooves.
Journalists accurately reported that the führer was a “Little Man” whom the whole world was laughing at. It didn’t matter.
What illness taught me about true friendship