The Nazi in My Family
Evil pollutes everything it touches; for a long time I wrestled with my own shame, as though I bore some guilt by association.
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Evil pollutes everything it touches; for a long time I wrestled with my own shame, as though I bore some guilt by association.
Love means never having to say you’re sorry.
In a new book, Ben Appel describes his journey from closeted Christian cult child, to recovering addict, to social-justice warrior, to self-confessed ‘gender heretic.’
My best friend had a psychotic break—our crisscrossing journeys through facts and fictions in thirteen chapters.
From laissez-faire to lèse-majesté: an embarrassment in four fits.
So that’s how a fatherhood ends. A few UPCs, like those you find on packs of toilet tissue, delivered via email.
Al Pacino’s personal life has been a bit of a train wreck, but his new memoir leaves no doubt that acting has been the most important thing in his life.
Boris Johnson got a couple of critical things right, but he never could or would have become a good prime minister.
Glenn Loury’s startlingly frank confessional memoir offers a complex portrait of a brilliant scholar and a profoundly flawed man.
The wife of a biologically male transsexual explains how she helped her gender dysphoric spouse look beyond the simplistic slogans offered by online activists.
Werner Herzog’s new memoir provides a look back on the magisterial and occasionally maddening career of a cinematic visionary.
Reflections on a vibrant scientific career cut short.
If I couldn’t openly love him, I would love what he loved.
For two four-year-old Ontario boys growing up in the 1950s, a backyard creek became the site of unforgettable adventures.
And how I became a small-l liberal.