My perspective, as usual, is that I'm a news consumer, never told anyone how to fix the news, I just want news I can trust.
Only a few short weeks ago it would have seemed impossible that such a vividly told account could have been made up. Who else but someone who had actually seen heaven with his own eyes would have been able to describe it so elegantly as "white," "shiny" and "perfect?"
Christmas with a blended family of six kids was pretty chaotic. First, the kids got gifts from a vast empire of grandparents and step-grandparents, and our ex-spouses had their own holiday bashes to boot.
Even though I know I can't believe everything I read or see online, sometimes I still do. But there are people who use lies and deception with unclear motives on the Internet.
Dumb Starbucks emerged as a pop up coffee shop and viral parody over the weekend in Los Feliz, California. Explained as a fair-use art project, "Dum...
As one who runs a website about weird news, it's been a crazy start to the year. A number of hoaxes proliferating around the media the first week of t...
The original behemoth weighed in at 2,990 pounds and was such a sensation that showman P.T. Barnum offered to buy it from Hull for $50,000.
For the literary prankster, this world and this life are never enough.
Look, we've all seen the same lists preaching better methods of how to sell books -- this isn't exactly that kind of list. This list focuses more on desperation and depravity, the Double D's.
Napoleon Bonaparte once famously observed "history is a set of lies agreed upon." For those who look for the truth, it is often far too easy to believe in fraudulent history and science when they tell us what we want to hear.
Extraordinary things are extraordinary because they don't come along every day let alone three in a week.
The market risks associated with real-time reporting became a reality last month, as a Twitter hoax claiming that an explosion occurred at the White House injuring President Obama led to a 150-point drop, a $136 billion market value, in the Dow Jones industrial average.
How could someone fall in love with a voice, an abstraction, a ghost? And how could that same someone be so invested in resuscitating that charade, long after he learned the truth? The thing is, I know exactly how. Manti Te'o had his Lennay and I had my Kenny.
The problem is this: Whenever I see someone young enough to be my kid in a difficult situation, I tend to imagine my own kid in the same spot.
If the Notre Dame linebacker at the center of the "girlfriend hoax" story indeed constructed an elaborate cover story for his gay closet, as so many gay men do in worlds that demand they be heterosexual, the emotional jolt of humiliation and embarrassment at being exposed will be overwhelming.
(Spoiler alert: if you want to see the movie called Compliance with no prior idea of the plot, stop reading now. If you feel you'd be enthralled by th...