Do you ever find it impossible to get a thought out of your head? Do silly ideas insinuate themselves into your consciousness like ticks until they have become full blown cases of Lyme disease which require the kind of brain washing that's the equivalent of a potent antibiotic?
While media coverage has focused on the growing discontent over race/police relations in this country, the decisions also shed an important light on the prejudice inherent in this country's grand jury proceedings. I'm speaking from a procedural perspective.
Some students have a background or story that is so central to their identity that they believe their application would be incomplete without it. If t...
Bong Joon-ho's sci-fi allegory Snowpiercer is one weird and hilarious trip. At turns campy and amateurish (with issues of ADR synching and logical con...
Cyberspace is awash in verbal vomit, offensive diatribes and morbid musings. But that doesn't necessarily mean that the sordid speech in question always falls outside the confines of the First Amendment safeguard of free expression.
How does one politely decline eating one's own flesh? You don't if Hannibal the Cannibal is chef.
While the George Zimmerman trial should be a call for national reflection over how Stand Your Ground laws work out in reality, the risk is that yet again, it will turn into just another story about what happens in Florida.
A professional pundit was fired because he wrote an opinion piece that was factually inaccurate. Is that even a thing? "Journalists" can get fired for saying things which are false (things that five minutes of fact-checking would have proven laughably wrong), and for other stupid comments?
What was the defense team really saying -- that prosecutors had no right to act unless Valle had actually killed and cannibalized some poor, unsuspecting woman?
Probably nowhere on Earth, not even amid the ongoing massacres in Syria and its disconnected government, is the contrast between fact and fantasy so stark as in North Korea. A new report reveals an illicit trade in human meat has sprung up around North Korea.
It's not just 'Frankenstorm' that's been brewing during the last few days. Five explosive stories have been reported in the news that are converging on the collective consciousness of women across the country, causing anger, angst, sadness and outrage.
Raising a kid with autism and trying so hard to help him or her is about as tough as things get for most people in this life. So one attraction of zombie fiction for me is that, while the worlds they present may have gone to hell, all the children left are perfectly behaved.
Toxicology reports released last week by the Miami-Dade Medical Examiner found that there were no traces of bath salts in the body of Rudy Eugene, the "Miami Cannibal" who attacked 65-year-old Ronald Poppo under the MacArthur Causeway on May 26.
We are on the verge of a zombie apocalypse, and I couldn't be happier. For I, you see, am a zombie, or, as we prefer to be called by you brains on legs, Shuffling-Undead-American.
The only context to last night's joke comes in the form of one dead man, a man left without a face and one woman whose life is now ruined. No point was made; no artistic boundary was pushed.
Mention Miami this week and the first thing people will talk about is the "zombie" attack. Once the Twitterverse finishes with the jokes, look into the lives of both men and it stops being funny and starts being sad.