White House press secretary Sarah Sanders says she believes God "wanted" Trump to win the 2016 election. This changes everything, writes Peter Guthrie.
The president's Miss Universe-honed eye for beauty, his temperament and policies afford abundant replacement possibilities.
Someone needs to tell President Trump and Congress a boat can go around a wall, a tunnel can go under a wall and a plane can go over a wall,...
A helicopter mother, an admissions dean and a rejection odyssey, by Alexandra Fields.
Hundreds of comic books, movies and television shows later, Jack Cheng finally gets it: Time travel will save us all.
For those who find themselves in a spiral of despair after last Tuesday's outcome, Jack Cheng, avowed optimist, offers this perspective.
Steve Almond: In the end, unfortunately, I realized that my candidacy would be compromised by a long record of committing my beliefs to paper with almost no internal editing.
Do you really want to read the annual report of Paul and Polly Perfect, filled with the amazing successes of their perfect children, Peter and Priscilla?
I felt vaguely heretical as I dug a hole near my front porch and placed the foster father of Jesus in, head first.
Jon Stewart’s righteous anger has served us well all these years. Now what?
Amazon’s newest offering, the Dash Button, safely eliminates the serendipity, exertion and troublesome human interaction borne of shopping in the physical world.
It is genial, cultural comedy that seems to have disappeared, the kind of laughter that softens your attitudes toward your neighbor.
How often do elected officials, working in the fishbowl of public life, get to publicly enjoy themselves in the company of their peers and constituents?
With a new study on penis size, some welcome perspective on the perennial question, "Am I Normal?"
Once we got a third, then a fourth, major storm, I gave up. No white flag, though; what would be the point?
They grow up so fast. Let's make some money off that!
Someone else’s booger drove my mother to buy a Kindle.
Remembering a novel in whose bold, curious, prying heroine Sharon Brody once recognized the kind of girl she knew she wanted to be.
A year and a half after the birth of their daughter, Hinda Mandell and her husband take back the night.
Necking in high school gave me clues, like that boys break into a sweat and squirm mightily after a few minutes of kissing.