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There you are, post-Black Friday competitive shopping, convalescing in St. Moritz. The doctors are pleased with your progress, though you wish you had something to transport your mind far away,...
In the past 20 years, movies and the quotes they’ve sprinkled across American pop culture have occupied a shrinking proportion of our social mindshare. It’s time to mark and celebrate the death of the movie catchphrase.
When hard times hit a notable—and note-taking—member of Manhattan’s 1%, she seeks out comfort in warm arms, big and strong, at New York’s Zuccotti Park.
We’ve worked with Sam before. Back in 2003, we published his “Stupid Dreams.” Sam’s m.o. is to transform one of his followers’ suggested...
The bike lane. It is ours. Not yours. Do not double-park in it. Do not wheel groceries in it. Do not set up art projects in it. You are making...
If a person tells a joke in a forest and doesn’t get a laugh—that’s how you know he or she’s a true comic. A report from the 2011 International Society for Humor Studies Conference, where so-called experts of comedy submit themselves to professionals to be critiqued.
Thanksgiving is an American holiday, but that doesn’t mean it’s not celebrated elsewhere. And each of those celebrations—in Liberia, in Leiden, in the South Pacific—give us fresh reasons to be grateful for our own messed-up version.
We asked you to show us how close the recession is to your doorstep. Here’s our latest entry. (Send in yours.) Name: Miranda Everitt Location: Two...
As a result, sometimes stuff gets cold, or burnt. We usually eat at least an hour later than planned. We make conversational beelines toward politics and religion. At least one...
When the annual trip home becomes a customer-service visit to “fix the internet,” sometimes even bourbon can’t save the day. We gathered a half-dozen of our favorite tech writers and editors to help anticipate the headaches of 2011.
All year long, we keep track of the books we think will be great candidates for the tournament—books we loved, books we talked about, books we heard discussed...
I realize I sound like a J. Peterman catalog for pseudo-Prousts. The truth is, I’ll never own this robe. Mostly I don’t have the balls....
There’s something subversive about Marc Dennis’s new paintings, and it’s not just all the guns and kittens.
I haven’t watched television since 1971, when I took LSD for the first time. A few nights after my “trip,” I visited the park opposite my house,...
The recent Pacquiao-Márquez match was full of lust, anger, calculation, sport—the same as what’s occurring across America, in Zuccotti Park, in Congress, in every household with a bullet-skulled parent. Boxing is the sport of the now, and its lessons will be useful tonight.
For two months, critics of Occupy Wall Street have complained that the group has no recognizable demands, no plan for reforms. But that’s not the point. They don’t want to reform the system. They want a new one.
We asked you to show us how close the recession is to your doorstep. Here’s our latest entry. (Send in yours.) Name: K Hall Location: Across...
A chat between our man in Boston and the writer Nicole Krauss about her latest book, in which her latest book is barely discussed.
People say you can never go home again. But you can go back on vacation. Notes on the specific tragedy that occurs when, revisiting the great national parks of your childhood, you realize all your memories of the wild derive from gift shops.
During the Great Arab Revolt in 1937, as British rule in Palestine was attacked and mass Jewish immigration continued, Pearl Chertok voyaged abroad with her camera.
Picture cyclists as Italians who can tell you that Genoans are more annoying than Fiorentini and folks in Palermo are pazzo, but at least we’re not Greek. If...
Every artist deals with critics differently—Richard Ford spitting on Colson Whitehead, for example. But the rule is to avoid direct contact. Not for John Warner, debut novelist, who decided to seek out the man behind his worst review.
Throughout this crisis, nothing has convinced me that massive cuts to government spending (instead of say, raising taxes, or just making sure people and companies pay their taxes) is a...
We asked you to show us how close the recession is to your doorstep. Here’s your latest entry. Name: Kari Hartmann Location: About 20 steps from...
The emergence of the Social Media Exile essay has been swift and smug. A language expert dissects a genre while also being seduced by its allure.
To be considered, tell us in 100 words or less why you should be a judge in the 2012 ToB, and email your entry by midnight EST on Wednesday, Nov. 16, to talk...
Even as a kid I noticed that the radio announcers—Jack Buck and former coach Hank Stram—were several leagues superior to their counterparts on TV. Buck and...
When a crime reporter is told an outlandish account, his first obligation is to establish the facts. But when the story turns out to be a conspiracy, it can knock his sense of duty until it cracks.
While researching my historic destinations, one place that came up in every conversation was the Merchant House Museum in Manhattan’s East Village. The home was built in 1832 and...
A short list of people I’ve had a crush on since starting this column: the bagger at Whole Foods with the body of a lumberjack, dark reddish hair...
From the Kindle Fire to the iPad 2, the market is flooded with tablets. But only one can deliver a constant orgasm directly to its user.
Here we go again. We’ve altered (or removed entirely) the legends from each of the below maps. Try guessing what each means using only clues contained within them...
When you’re feeling perky as a teenager but the doctor says your prostate is basically a Chinchorro mummy, a little erectile dysfunction can be suffered on the path to wellness. Oh, but the sex drive…
Naturally, I have to procrastinate first, but at least I’m procrastinating intelligently (or so I tell myself) by reviewing Anne Lamott’s sublime Bird by Bird: Some...
Ted Williams’s last game for the Red Sox was almost a flop. But it provided fuel for one of the best sports essays of all time—until the author started tinkering. On baseball, The Simpsons, and the creative impulse to never stop.
Wreck no. 1 was in Central Park. I plowed into a guy who looked like Jesus, if Jesus not only had a beard and flowing locks, but also rode a Bianchi...
Today, from 2-3:00 p.m., the Biblioracle will use his magical powers to recommend the next book you’ll love. Prior to that, a call-to-arms to save the plight of reading and an announcement about the 2012 Tournament of Books reader-judge contest.
We asked you to show us how close the recession is to your doorstep. Here’s a sign of hope in North Carolina: Name: Rosecrans Baldwin ...
From playing with childhood friends to sharing tips with other new parents, the author concedes he just gets along better with girls.