A profile of the Russian spy-turned-Maxim covergirl.
Wednesday, January 4
A profile of Rick Santorum published early in his final campaign for the U.S. Senate, a race widely considered a stepping stone to the White House before he lost.
The main thing that attracts me to Buddhism is probably what attracts every artist to being an artist—that it’s a godlike thing. You are the ultimate authority. There is no other ultimate authority. Now, for some artists that’s difficult, because they want to have the art police. They want to have the critic who hands out tickets and says, “That’s too loose.”
A suburban dad. A fictional television blowhard. And now a political money launderer. How one funny guy became three.
How an increase in the earth’s temperature could wipe out a continent.
Tuesday, January 3
Monday, January 2
A memory of interviewing the late great songwriter Townes Van Zandt shortly before his death.
The dissolution of Brooklyn softcore skin-mag Jacques and the marriage of the couple that created it.
The phrase “knew how to wear clothes” is a loaded one. To “know how to wear clothes” is another way of saying that Cary Grant embodied class, which is to say high class: Grant wore well-tailored clothes, and he knew how to hold himself in them. But he came from nothing, and the way he wore clothes was just as much of a performance as his refined trans-Atlantic accent, his acrobatic slapstick routines, and his masterful flirtation skills.