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Technology, which at first promised global reach, could assist the local resurgence of abundant microcultures...
Read MoreJewishnessness
When I was about ten or eleven years old, it was common at my boys’ school to make a loose fist, insert one’s nose...
Read MoreFor Sale: Immortality
There’s no surer sign that life has become too comfortable for the rich than when they try to buy immortality.
Read MoreMooching Nibbles
I dreamed the American dream,” Anthony Scaramucci writes in his memoir, “Trump, the Blue-Collar President,” a work of Trump hagiography that also recounts the Mooch’s rise...
Read MoreThe Hope of Homosexual Life
"Most of us internalized the going cultural definition of who we were — sick, criminal, deformed, psychiatrically disturbed..."
Read MoreMore Strategic Than Sentimental
One month into their marriage, my parents leave Turkey for good. It’s my mom’s first time on a plane. They fly from Ankara to Brisbane, an Australian city where they don’t know anyone.
Read MoreUncertain Types
Merve Emre strikesa rare off-note in her crackling new book, The Personality Brokers, when she briefly purports not to understand the appeal of the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator (MBTI).
Read MoreAll Day Twitter
What is it about social media that’s so depressing? I’m asking for myself. And I mean beyond the obvious: that much of the imagery and information presented there accelerates suffering and despair...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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