I came home after a two-week vacation to discover that New York magazine had anointed me -- or more to the point, my family -- hip and trendy. In a story called, "The Nuclear Family, Exploded," the magazine wrote about how Angelina Jolie and Madonna's brood of biological...

Whenever I hear someone bemoaning how hard it is these days to get into Harvard or Yale, I tune out. May be it's because my children are still years away from college, but I just find the hand- wringing silly, especially given how many people I know who have succeeded...

Every week, it seems like my box is flooded with urgent emails exhorting me to sign a petition, attend a rally, or call my senator about Iraq, Darfur, global warming, gay marriage, or any number of worthy causes. But I'm not expecting to get many invites to protest yesterday's Supreme...