Dan Kelly

Some months ago, Facebook was all atwitter with outraged book lovers. A list of some of the finest works of literature had been posted, along with the following glove slap reportedly handed down from an esteemed British newspaper: “Apparently, The Guardian reckons most people ...

I had a childhood wish fulfilled on Christmas Day—and this within mere months of my thirty-fifth birthday. My big sister gave me the Forgotten Prisoner of Castel-Maré, a plastic objet d’art I’ve desired since I first saw it in a comic book ad years ago. The Prisoner is ...

We are speaking of the over-the-counter Illuminati, my friends; the purveyors of smokers and spaghetti dinners and all things in between. Recite their names three times quickly—Rotary! Kiwanis! Lions Club!—and you risk invoking a suburban bugaboo. Eek! Look there! Do you ...

The John Birch Society was a freak magnet.