How often have we heard this? "Religion is violent." "Religion is sexist." "Religion is wrecking the planet." Actually, more often than not, religion gone wrong has been hijacked. Stolen. Bought, sold, made off with.
Parents are feeling ill at ease and restless. It's coming. The end is nigh. For some, it's already here. It's spreading across the nation. Soon, we'll all be swarmed and overrun by hungry hordes of (sanity) killers.
What might be underneath the recent public fascination with a zombie apocalypse? To some extent, the recurring rise of the zombie reflects our fear of the shadow side of unreflective technological progress.
What would happen -- I have wondered -- if some of the deadpan hipster apathy of "Zombie Formalism," and also some of its grim self-confidence, were to hybridize with Conceptualism? Could "Zombie Conceptualism" be next?
If your financial situation makes you feel you are living in a world that is not your own, here are some of the signs that you might be a financial vampire, werewolf, zombie or alien.
For starters, I have no interest in the supernatural and paranormal -- mostly because I don't believe in it. (Of course, that's the perfect set-up for a horror story.) I've never had a paranormal experience, though I'm sure there are people who believe they have.
The US Military has a war plan for the zombie apocalypse. Wonderful. Beautiful end of story for USSTRATCOM. Except it isn't.
With Godzilla back in full force on our movie screens, it seemed like a good time to chat with a disaster expert about concerns associated with monster attacks.
If a would-be writer is serious about his intention to become a fine writer, he would do well to get his head out of the vampire/zombie dreck that somehow passes for literature and discover the masters.
Though Paul Reiser enjoyed mainstream success with sitcoms My Two Dads and Mad About You and films Diner, Aliens and Beverly Hills Cop I and II, the native New Yorker never forgot his stand-up roots.
From The Walking Dead to undead, Greg Nicotero is sinking his teeth back into the vampire world after living amongst the zombie horde.
Thousand of people who should be on slabs in a morgue are walking our streets. Worse still, they are going to work in the morning.
For $1,000 each, participants in an upcoming Lake Placid retreat "Embark on three spring days of fun, fellowship and strategy with the nation's thought leaders on education reform." Those who are special, or especially rich, can get VIP treatment for $2,500.
We all sometimes wonder about a world that might have been. Here are some bogus headlines to help us along in that fruitless endeavor.
I've almost enlisted in the zombie army before. I periodically read tech reviews, consider networks, compare prices, play with demo devices at stores. I tell myself: "I will buy this smartphone tomorrow. Or maybe next week." But I never do.
Lose the crossbow, katana, hammer and even the guns, because when the dead reanimate with an appetite for human flesh, survival just might rely on a good dentist. Enter Nicholas Toscano, DDS, Manhattan's zombie dentist.