Culture

The Rise and Rise of Modest Fashion 0
- Culture
- November 20, 2019
One of my daily routines, which used to be common to many a suburbanite, is picking up a hard copy of the newspaper delivered to my door and to give it a quick scan before setting off to work. My newspaper is reputable enough, but it usually takes me only about ten minutes to see if
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Avoiding Stupidity in the Age of Pregnant and Period-Producing Men 0
- Culture
- November 20, 2019
There are a lot of unbelievable things happening in our world today. So many, that it’s easy to ignore them as they whip by us like the Wicked Witch of the West’s hoard of flying monkeys. But some things are just too remarkable to ignore. The ACLU’s tweet for International Men’s Day is one of
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Education Is Not About Your ‘Lived Reality’0
- Culture
- November 20, 2019
Three years ago, I was smeared before all the students, professors, and staff members of Providence College, where I had taught since 1990. That was some 5,000 people. The authors of the smear were the president of the college, whose final term expires next spring, and the vice president, who will be taking over for
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Bring Back the Family Dinner 0
- Culture
- November 20, 2019
Growing up, my parents put a premium on ensuring we had family dinners together almost every night. These dinners were times to check in on how we kids were doing in school, talk about problems, discuss sports, books, friends, and, starting in high school, politics as well. Although high school sports did cut down on
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The Secular Religion of Socialism 0
- Culture
- November 19, 2019
It’s the end of the world as we know it and we don’t feel fine. We see it in the “how dare you” of Greta Thunberg and in Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez’s lament over colonialism, climate change, and the impact on her future children. It shows up in the condemnation of national sovereignty movements by Pope Francis,
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Triggered: An Experiment 0
- Culture
- November 19, 2019
“When I hear the word culture, I reach for my revolver.” Tonight, for no reason in particular, that line drifted up from the rubbish pit of my brain, that junk yard containing such bits and pieces of poetry learned in elementary school, admonitions from my mother, swimming pool songs from high school, and old Mustang
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