Karen Tongson was named after 1970s soft rock icon Karen Carpenter, and she examines what fuels the Carpenters’ popularity in her home country.
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Posted inBooks, History, Nonfiction, Story
Oregon’s Racist Past
Starting in the mid-19th century, and extending through the mid-20th century, Oregon was arguably the most racist place outside the southern states, possibly even of all the states.
Posted inQuotes
Facebook Isn’t the Same as “The Internet” Except When It Is
What happens when a tool created by a bunch of developers in California becomes the main news source of a country 7,000 miles away? Nothing good.
Posted inCurrent Events
What’s The Matter With Texas? How Long Do You Have?
Look to Texas for the future of electoral politics, writes Lawrence Wright. Unfortunately, the future is already here.
Posted inBooks, Nonfiction, Profiles & Interviews, Story
Who Sank El Faro? An Interview With Rachel Slade
Having solved the mystery of the largest maritime disaster in a generation, Rachel Slade can see how what happened on the ocean is an allegory for what’s happening on dry land.
Posted inArts & Culture, Commentary, Culture, Current Events, Essays & Criticism, Feature, Story
‘Give It Up For My Sister’: Beyonce, Solange, and The History of Sibling Acts in Pop
Family dynasties are neither new nor newly influential in pop.
Posted inNonfiction
Honey Bees, Worker Bees, and the Economic Violence of Land Grabs
Melissa Chadburn challenges her own belief that environmental justice issues are reserved for people of privilege.
Posted inCrime, Nonfiction, Story, Unapologetic Women
Every Woman Her Own Bodyguard
Before women got the right to vote, they learned jiu-jitsu and boxing to defend themselves on the streets
Posted inNonfiction
Oh, Girl!
Migrant children, many of whom are unaccompanied minors, are traveling to the U.S. border to escape violence and seek asylum. Is anyone listening to their stories?
Posted inNonfiction, Story
Smooth Spaces, Fuzzy Lives
The border of Northern Ireland was one Rachel Andrews thought she could never cross. Then it began to dissolve.
