At the Kay Bailey Hutchison Convention Center last week I stood in one place for an hour watching a line of thousands inch along, quietly, cheerfully. They had come to see the president, the vice president, to see guns and lovers of guns, to see each other. I had come—just ...
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“This is not a very beautiful city,” the young activist driving me from the train station to the campus of the University of Zaragoza said apologetically as soon as we were in the car. She was right. I had just left Granada, redolent with orange blossoms and Moorish ...
Before its rumors of profitability and penchant for controversy captivated the startup world, Thinx, the conspicuously feminist manufacturer of period-proof underwear, wanted to make a splash, so it did something true to its NYC roots: it decided to buy subway ads. The bombastic ...
The first round of the NHL playoffs are over and you’ll forgive me if I feel a little like I’ve just returned from ancient Rome. Postseason hockey resembles nothing more than the gladiatorial sacrifices of the Colosseum. Year after year, popular media and fans alike ...
On April 23, Bernie Sanders announced he will propose a “job guarantee” program—the most radical new piece of economic policy legislation in decades. It didn’t take long for the bullets to fly. Predictably, they immediately came from Megan McArdle and National ...
To “Our Mothers,” “Our Daughters,” “Our Sisters,” and “Our Wives” proclaims the nineteen-foot high Monument to the Women of the Confederacy, which fronts the Mississippi State Capitol in place of the expected, chin-lifted heroic statue of Jefferson Davis or ...