At LAX, waiting for a connecting flight to JFK. From where I sit I can see fifty-seven people – not counting the people walking to their...

There’s something liberating about knowing you’re going to catch hell for a book (or a blog); it saves you from the small lies of...

So Scott Walker has packed his tent and gone, and the voice I hear is Lizzie Bennet’s in Pride and Prejudice as George Wickham recedes in...

As anyone who’s ever had to serve on a board or committee knows, democracy means the idiots win – often. It means that, outmaneuvered...

As anyone looking past the beer and the box scores knows by now, there’s a refugee crisis unfolding in Europe. It’s big and getting...

The other day I found myself thinking about Donald Trump, which troubled me. I’ve worked hard to arrange my life in such a way that I...

I’ve always preferred paper – I probably always will. For twenty years now I’ve written physical books, published essays in physical...