Last week's suicide bombing in Manchester was the first Muslim terrorist attack on the West that didn"t make me angry or sad. I"m still haunted by and livid about Charlie Hebdo, the Bataclan, and Nice, to name only three. I still have nightmares"impotent dreams of vengeance, really"about September 11. But despite the youth of many Manchester victims, and their membership in my Anglospheric, Commonwealth tribe, I feel nothing"not even numb, because "numb" implies sensation. My feelings, or lack thereof, I only mention because I"ve heard friends and total ...
I still haven"t memorized my cell phone number, or my husband's. I don"t remember the year my mother or father died, let alone the month and day. I can"t remember my wedding anniversary, ...
I subject every new, hotly touted study to the Grandma Says test. That is, if you stick the phrase "Grandma says" in front of the study's headline-making finding, and said finding fits, then ...
Decades after dying by her own hand, a renowned female American poet makes the news. Sessions with her psychotherapist become public, revealing accusations of abuse and other ...
There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen, Practis"d to lisp, and hang the head aside, Faints into airs, and languishes with pride, On ...
"While Rand's inner circle continued to fray, Objectivism in New York was reaching fever pitch. With much fanfare, in May 1967 NBI signed fifteen-year lease on offices in the ...
Filmmaker John Waters is one of those weather-vane celebs whom conservatives celebrate when they point in roughly the right direction. For instance, and ironically, I"m ...
Empire waist floral baby doll dress, worn over black cycling shorts? Check. Doc Martens (or cheap reasonable facsimile)? Check. Pink rape whistle and bowling ball bag purse? ...
"No matter what madness I"m hearing from the podium, he's thrilling." That observation about Donald Trump's speechifying is so pedestrian it qualifies for its own ...
So TCM ran The Nun's Story again, and I watched it again, and cried again. Which isn"t that big a deal because I cry at pretty much every movie, and by "pretty much every ...
Steeltown was headbanger heaven. Heavy metal devotees stomped the streets of my hometown in their mustard-yellow Kodiak boots, fingering their long, ratty hair behind their ears ...
Did you have that stupid idea in high school too? That on prom night or graduation, you and your two or three hippie or punk or goth friends (the only ones you had) would go, all ...
I haven"t cared about the Oscars since 1992's Silence of the Lambs sweep. Like, I presume, 99 percent of Takimag readers, I won"t be tuning in on Feb. 26, when one of the ...
The most "Valentine's Day" thing I"m doing this Valentine's Day is publishing this Valentine's Day column. Of sorts. Regulars know I"m not much of a romantic. ...
"She made a show about how single career women could still have fulfilling lives, with the help of the powerful TV executive she was married to." My Facebook friend Tom ...
Women rarely fail to let me down. There's a Roz Chast cartoon showing one lady shouting at another: "The price of Kleenex WAS SO 47 cents in 1963!" That sentence ...