Where’s Michael J. Fox When You Need Him?

In an embarrassing moment this week, The New York Times had to fess up that it had been hoaxed by a letter writer pretending to be the mayor of Paris writing to the gray lady to complain about Caroline Kennedy. Since it just came out on DVD in a 20th-anniversary edition, I was immediately reminded [...]

Twilight: the hell-rant

You want to tread with care when you’re treading on the dreams of young girls, but by God, that pitiless fountain of Mormon gibberish Stephenie Meyer is a bad writer, so bad she’s apparently unable to spell her own first name. An English BA at BYU doesn’t keep you from writing sentences [...]