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William Powhida is an artist who makes fun of the art world.
I lie in bed with my personal Venus. She is of flesh and bone like me.
Marshmallows. I see the marshmallows. They fling themselves above me, high flyin’. I watch them with a dulled absorption.
Chicago, 1989. A strike that has been going on for some time has finally collapsed. The union is facing ruination and the company. . .
The authors of "The Coddling of the American Mind" diagnose a generation of students and then offer a cure—mass therapy.
The Culinary Workers Union tips the mid-term elections in Nevada.
Tucker Carlson shed his bow-tie, and the kind of deferential comportment it symbolized, years ago.