The son of a famous pastor, Bart Campolo is now a rising star of atheism—using the skills he learned in the world he left behind.
In the 1980s, one of L.A.’s great party hosts was illusion collector Al Seckel. One of his best illusions was himself.
Shimano arrived with just the robes on his back. His Zen conquered Manhattan. He conquered its women.
What better place for beggars to congregate than a city where everyone feels called by God to give?
The atheist movement has moved out of the shadows. But its men have not all moved out of the dark ages.
Look out on Bryant Park: people eating, talking, playing. Maybe mobile phones have not been the death of city life.
#6: The father of four has something in common with the childless man: people’s thoughts turn toward his genitals.
What hangs in the closet of Stephen Burt—poet, critic, obsessive WNBA fan—may be the least interesting thing about him.
She is our greatest journalist, but even she does not always know what she’s saying.
Dan Savage thinks monogamy is right for some people. Others might want to try being monogamish.
To an ex–cross country runner, the movies of Arrested Development’s Michael Cera are like art on two feet.
Conservative columnist Ross Douthat loves Tolkien and hates abortion. He has the hair, and the air, of an older man.
Some blocks are friendly, happy, neighborly. Somehow, they just work. The trick is to figure out why.
Scientology may be a weird techno-futurist quasi-cult. That doesn’t mean this man can’t use it to help your acting.
For a century, dancing had been banned at John Brown University. On a cold December night in the Ozarks, that all changed.