A More Perfect Union
By embracing full marriage equality, President Obama both reflected and hastened real change on many fronts
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Michael Guglielmo soldiers on
Despite his sickness and small stature, Giovanni Guglielmo was a bona fide celebrity.
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Why Elizabeth Warren is right — and why Romney won’t change
Like an alcoholic downing nips on the drive home from court-ordered rehabilitation, JPMorgan Chase and its CEO, Jamie Dimon, could hardly wait to once again start wildly tossing depositors' money into derivative hedge bets — the very type of irresponsible behavior that nearly brought down all of Wall Street less than four years ago.
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Mitt & the GOP Boys’ Club
Last week, Barack Obama's re-election campaign launched a Web slide show, "The Life of Julia," depicting a woman helped throughout her years by Obama policies, and warning that — if elected — Mitt Romney would undo all of them.
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Review: Bernie
So beloved was Bernie that when he shot his elderly companion Marjorie Nugent, the meanest — and richest — woman in town, district attorney Danny Buck Davidson had to move the trial nearly 50 miles away.
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Review: Darling Companion
As pedestrian as a stroll through the dog park, Lawrence Kasdan's latest (and worst) film is both insulting and inconsequential.
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Review: Girl in Progress
As rites of passage go, Girl in Progress is a step backward for the genre.
Tumblring headlong
Instead of writing journalism and whatnot, we accidentally wasted the entire week looking at Tumblr and listening to Tumblr and making a Tumblr and thinking about some Tumblrs that it would be funny to make and/or read and/or listen to. Here’s some of that.
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Please Start This Tumblr Tumblr
Note: The list used to be longer because someone actually started a Tumblr at fyblanchedevereaux.tumblr.com.
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Getting real with Tumblr’s favorite editor
The relationship between an editor and her writers can be a complicated one.
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Zombies ripped my flesh
I died too quickly in the zombie apocalypse. It was the last, fatal bite I remember most clearly: I had just zigzagged to safety through a grove of lurching undead. As I slowed to bask in my success, I felt the gruesome rip of Velcro at my hip — and it was over.
