John Mac Ghlionn

The fanged little monster stares back from a thousand handbags, including my fiancées. Its dead plastic eyes betray nothing of…

A new game lets you romance your refrigerator. Not exactly a sentence you’d expect to write in 2025. Then again,…

Forget pandemics. Forget war. South Korea is dying by choice. Not a bomb, not a plague, not even bad luck….

ByteDance thinks Americans are fools. The Chinese tech giant’s latest maneuver — building a “new app” to replace TikTok while…

Forget James Bond. George Minden was the real thing. A Romanian aristocrat by birth, he could have spent his days…

A recent study caught my eye, mostly because of its unintentional hilarity. The authors claim vegetarians embody more masculine qualities…

Teenagers get a bad name today. We call them lazy. Screen-addicted. Entitled. Unable to focus beyond 15-second videos. We’re wrong…

A quiet crisis is consuming the world of literature, and no one seems to care. Male writers are vanishing —…

When I was 13, I got my first taste of work. Not work in the abstract. Not homework, not group…

Browser Dating wants your search history — all of it. Your 3 a.m. Reddit rabbit holes, your medical anxieties, your…