In Medias Res

Were Floyd and Janice a couple? I mean, in Muppet world, were they together? Was that the storyline? I'm thinking they were, but I can...

Harry Connick, Jr.'s 1994 album, She , was a departure for him; up until then, he'd been the new Frank Sinatra, a sexy big band croo...

Almost 24 hours behind the rampaging blog commentary, let me attempt a few random thoughts on the simply spectacular speech which Senator O...

Five years ago today, I started blogging. Herewith, some thoughts. Back in 2003, I was a visiting assistant professor of political science a...

Yes, it's another HP post. What can I say? I'm a nerd. So, as anybody whose obsessive about this stuff ( what, obsessive, me ?) has ...

Sometime in the late 1980s or early 1990s, I discovered the Chieftains. No, I'm not Irish (not even a little bit, unless you want to go ...

Amy Sullivan's The Party Faithful: How and Why the Democrats are Closing the God Gap came out a little less than a month ago, and I hav...

I fairly regularly check out Orion Magazine , but I'm not nearly as consistent a reader as I should be. Case in point is the thanks I ow...

Just answer me honestly: is there anything that we as a people have learned from the glut of serial-killing-obsessed entertainments we'v...

Last week I was drawn into a couple of fascinating threads on Crooked Timber, both started by Chris Bertram and both focusing on the quest...