From India and Ireland to the U.S., quiz tournaments are enduringly popular even — if not especially — as information has become more accessible than ever.

“As the heavens opened up and rain poured down, the Purple One ran through a handful of covers and some of his own songs, delivering an iconic set on the biggest stage possible and only expanding his legend.”

A lifetime of exploring and repairing the human brain doesn’t bring the neurosurgeon in this darkly funny, compelling short story any closer to understanding the human mind.

Florida’s Myakka River Valley isn’t the Florida you expect. It’s a nearly lost world of cowboys and cattle, where ranch land has preserved a unique combination of mystery and myth. For now.

“Now that hip-hop is no longer seen as a threat, the way it was when I was growing up in the ’80s and ’90s, it’s become the default ambiance in the kinds of high-end spaces that include few Black people.”

Despite certain criticisms people lobby against the film and TV rating website, one thing Rotten Tomatoes does well is help you get away from its website and get you in front of a good movie as quickly as possible.

As his neighbors pass from health problems and old age, relinquishing formerly rent-controlled apartments to monied young people, writer Jeremiah Moss remembers and mourns the simple intimacies that passed among the colorful tenants of his East Village apartment building.

“He’s lied to me and taken my money. It is the quietest moment in our relationship, a shame I know he’ll never come back from. I send him a photo of me standing in a foot of snow. He texts back a fiery sunset. I tell myself this is the only way he can keep talking to me, the only way he can bear me.”

As the book publishing industry changed, the roles that the Romance Writers of America played becama less clear, and the organization’s troubled relationship with inclusion and intersectionality became increasingly problematic.

“As so-called intentional communities proliferate across the country, a subset of Americans is discovering the value of opting out of contemporary society.”

Jillian Dunham traveled thousands of miles from home to get away from her grief. It found her anyway, in a stranger’s Bangkok apartment.

Inside the wildly ambitious effort to reimagine the classic musical for 2020.

As a mother-to-be discovered in her distress, much of prenatal medicine is still a mystery.

In the face of chronic pain, invisible illness, and medical discrimination, Talia Hibbert turned to tatoos to reclaim ownership of her body.

Ayşegül Savaş calls into question a kind of racism in Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch, and laments the liberal reluctance to rebuke discrimination outright, regardless of its targets.

Nicola Gobbo defended Melbourne’s most notorious criminals at the height of a 
gangland war. They didn’t know she had a secret.

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the 9/11 attacks, 15 were Saudis, but what role (if any) did the Saudi government play in the scheme? While a small team of FBI agents has been trying to uncover the truth, other parts of the FBI are determined to keep possible Saudi connections secret. Why? President Trump’s not keen on something that might ‘imperil “good relations with Saudi Arabia.”‘ Will the families of those who died as a result of the attacks ever get closure?

James S. Murray explores the start of a decade of consequences, and the stark difference between ghosts and ancestors.

“We had nothing to lose,” Cary Ann said. “Fuck it. Band. Family. Let’s give it a shot. . . . Handshake, spit on it. If it gets too nasty we’ll cut and run.”

“If there’s something overtly theatrical, even campy, about these recruitment efforts, that isn’t a coincidence. The age-old children’s games of cowboys and Indians or cops and robbers have simply been harnessed for a modern, state-run, militarized equivalent: border guards and immigrants.”