Bob Tyrrell’s American Spectator has always looked upon liberal politicians with smug contempt. Now the rest of the country has caught up with it.
Author Archives: David Futrelle
Who’s Responsible for This?
The worldview of the conspiracist is an appealingly simple one: Since all our problems stem from a single source, all we really need is one vigilant hero to set things right
What’s My Type?
According to the modern science of psychographics, I’m stable and sensible, work-oriented, and likely to own a snowblower and a self-cleaning oven.
The Space Waste
I don’t have much of the explorer’s instinct. I’ve never been out of the country–well, to Canada a couple of times, but that doesn’t really count. When I travel I collect unpleasant experiences the way some people collect postcards. I get migraines. I get nausea. The notion of traveling anywhere without adequate bathrooms makes me […]
Culture: Confessions of a Bad Sport
Sport promises the thrills of aggression without the consequences. In many ways its pleasures are comparable to those of pornography.
Reading: The Feminine Mistake
A strident feminist, a lipstick and mascara maven, and a celebrity psyche healer have found common ground promoting female empowerment as the ultimate form of do-it-yourself therapy.
Reading: The Power of Negative Thinking
Criticism in the mass media in recent years has become little more than an adjunct to the capitalist culture of consumption: the critic (of films, books, music, theater, or whatever) serves primarily as a consumer advocate, a guide to the bewildering variety of consumer choices. And Beavis and Butt-head are not the only ones to […]
Reading: Who’s Afraid of Torture?
Kate Millett writes about horror, but she’s not willing to look it in the face.
Reading: Freud Under Fire
His critics want to return to the time when the psyche was a simple thing, free of conflict, desire, and ambivalence.
Reflections: The Sickness of the Soul
I suffered from depression for many years. I thought I was simply getting what I deserved–that a pathetic person like me could not (and in some sense should not) escape a pathetic life.
Reading: The Politics of Pornography
A new kind of sexual language has emerged–it’s a peculiar mix of feminist rhetoric and legal discourse, a language that plays on fears and promises control.
Reading: The Empire Strikes Out
Travel writing is still predominantly an imperial style of literature–arrogant, acquisitive, oblivious to the meanings of local custom,
Reading: In Love With Moistness
My favorite literary dispute of all time occurred several years ago in the letters pages of the London Review of Books. I’m not much for literary disputes, but since this one involved mention of Rupert Brooke’s penis, and since so few of the letters in literary journals mention the male member (much less such an […]
Reading: White Guys Lash Back
Conservative white males have learned the language of the downtrodden. Now they’re trying to grab the big prize: if anyone accuses them of being “oppressors,” they can claim to be victims too.