How appropriate—how accurate!—her name is. It is more of a title, really, one she bestowed upon herself mere moments before she became so insanely famous. The Gaga half makes immediate, intuitive sense, an utterance that sounds like an infant’s first word but is, in fact, French and means, essentially, to be utterly enthralled by something—excited to the point of being touched by madness. (That it describes both the pop star and her uniquely obsessed fans makes it even more perfect.) But it is the Lady part of her name that has gone underexplored.
The woke revolution in the classroom is about to go federal.
‘It was insensitive, and I have embarrassed myself and my party by its use,’ O’Connor said.
Why the soft-drink giant is pulling back from its left-wing posturing.
It’s time for a mass deprogramming.
Since when do we need the cops to intervene in the recreational stabbings of our youth?
A look at why droves are leaving the state.
Richard Mitchell’s appearances with Johnny Carson made the most lasting impressions.
A review of Mom Genes: Inside the New Science of Our Ancient Maternal Instinct, by Abigail Tucker.
Let it come. Why should you hold back that power . . .
A review of Places of Mind: A Life of Edward Said, by Timothy Brennan.
A review of In Defense of Populism: Protest and American Democracy, by Donald T. Critchlow.
‘Hey! Cool! We’re a match according to the algorithm that Tinder is currently iterating on.’