Another Semester of Being Useless
Those of us who teach in humanities fields at university face the threshold of every new semester with the sinking feeling that we have dedicated
Those of us who teach in humanities fields at university face the threshold of every new semester with the sinking feeling that we have dedicated
Distant from my parents’ and their parents’ worlds, scrambling to understand my children’s world, I feel a kind of chronological loneliness. That’s the term I
And I was surprised to find: I felt some grief. Why, for goodness sake? Was The Bit Between My Teeth: A Literary Chronicle of 1950-1965
Best-selling memoirs tend to tell big, dramatic stories—getting sober, the messy divorce, the cancer diagnosis, the series of lovers, living through war, recovering from abuse,
Our brains are altered by swimming in digital media, its allures and distractions. And our lives of continuous partial attention make deep concentration more difficult.
It’s a modern day Cinderella trope, isn’t it? The long-suffering, virtuous-and-talented high schooler is visited by a talent agent/scout/special teacher/fairy godperson who provides them with
According to Robinson’s fictional future, what do we have to do in order to avert climate disaster in the next 30 years?
I’m paying now, hiking up a very steep learning curve as I try to get back in the game. The game, of course, has changed.
It’s disturbing to recognize that in the Noah story, God does the same sort of thing that the Babylonian gods do in their flood story.”
For all you college students out there, it’s time to gird up your binders and get ready for a parade of professors thrusting their course