A tip of the cowboy hat goes to our John Mac Ghlionn for his spot-on lament of the slow but…

In the late ’80s, Green Day exploded out of the Bay Area — three boisterous brats with distorted guitars, bold…

When I was a boy, I loved numbers, and I still do. Only when I was a sophomore at Princeton…

I have seen Aida many times over the years but none with a set so imaginative and none with “acting singers”…

Well, it looks as if it’s time once again for my more or less annual piece about Joan Didion. I…

We are nearing the culmination of my course in medieval literature at Thales College, reading Dante’s La Vita Nuova, to…

Snobs we will always have with us. When Hillary Clinton called the white working class in the Rust Belt “the…

I have just finished reading the latest book by a man with gray hair, almost snow white, perhaps snow with…

In 1981-82, my third year as a graduate student in English at Stony Brook University on Long Island, I shared…

According to recent reports, if you are a student at the University of Nottingham and you are going to sign…