I just saw the Yankees play the Blue Jays at Yankee Stadium, my first professional baseball game in about eight or nine years. I found it hilarious and delightful, but truth be told, I only have one true love when it comes to baseball.
I’m working on deadline today, so this is going to be quick — but in a short and sweet kind of way, rest easy. They’re all good stories, Brent.
It’s been an otherwise stupid week for speech; the furor about comedian Kathy Griffin’s Judith-and-Holofernes portrait of herself with the severed head of the president is an exercise in one-sided performative outrage, which the left has self-abasingly internalized from the right.
Ah, we've entered the unprecedented "Mad Libs" stage of the Banality of Evil. https://t.co/F5XCa1h70c — Ken Jennings (@KenJennings) April 3, 2017 I usually don’t share — can we call them incremental stories in the Trump-Russia thing, even when they’re massive, massive revelations? The thing is, it all tends to move so fast, and it’s easyContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Christian seders, future ruins and rappelling for suffrage”
Throughout my life, I have frequently had to yell at New Yorkers to stop writing, talking and behaving like 1) New York is the only real place on earth and 2) everyone knows and 3) cares about every little New York thing that’s happening in New York at any given second. But I have toContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Direct action, dirty hands and Asian-Americanness”
How you holding up, East Coast? Or the entire northern Midwest, for that matter? For my part, I discovered this morning that thundersnow exists outside of Chicago. Living on an island, for someone who grew up in a river valley and lived for 12 years next to a lake, is a real trip. I wantContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Bitter pills, thundersnow and big questions for feminism”
I’m a magazine gal at heart — daily news is not my preferred speed, addicted as I am to news Twitter. Almost as if proving my point, the links I had been saving since last week have become, well, not irrelevant but deep backstory by now, particularly in the thread starting from Michael Flynn discussing sanctions withContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Lunch ladies, wonder pigs and existential bread”
I started journalism school four years ago today — holy cats. That whole first quarter, all anyone could talk about was Snow Fall, the multimedia longform investigation that was supposed to change everything, and Manti Te’o, the Notre Dame football player whose inspirational long-distance girlfriend turned out to be a hoax. In light of the latter,Continue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Fake people, entitled men and literal Danish blanket forts”
I know it's an illusion, people get old, your heroes pass, I know, I know. But this week, I admit, has felt malicious. — Linda Holmes Thinks You're Doing Great (@lindaholmes) December 29, 2016 Hey, we’ve done it! (She said, incautiously, with 36-ish hours to go.) 2016 is still sucker-punching us with all it’s got,Continue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Here Comes the General (Rise Up)”
While you weren’t looking, Scientific American posted one of the most damning, a-plague-on-everybody’s-house political broadsides I’ve maybe ever seen. Right, left, objective, biased, it doesn’t matter: Everyone gets the unfunny version of “being read for filth.” You need to read “A Plan to Defend Against the War on Science” for so many reasons, but the root ofContinue reading “Things I’m Verbing: Science smackdowns, Trump-loving grandmas and what even is a Playborhood?”