Jess Lahitou

Four years ago, my husband took a job transfer to Bogota, Colombia.

With Twitter awash in letters of goodbyes, 140-word final messages from “collateral damage,” my heart broke last night. That doesn’t mean anything, and neither does this: I want to say I’m sorry to Syria.

The most recent issue of Time features a cover with twenty-one shadowed question marks scattered under the headline: “Is Monogamy Over?”

Is there a difference between what the cigs biz did back in the 1950s and ‘60s and the way present-day pharmaceutical companies have aggressively marketed opioids like OxyContin?

Tim Kaine and Mike Pence both showed themselves superior to their presidential ticket counterparts. Ouch.

That’s what Syria is — our morally bankrupt foreign policy, impossible to escape, impossible to fix.

On Thursday night, 17 Republicans sparred in two debates for a record-breaking audience of 24 million, and 15 months before voting day.

If I’m just online screaming, what am I not doing in physical reality?

Perhaps you’ve noticed that Democrats and Republicans aren’t getting along so well these days.

Americans deserve to vote without being unwittingly “nudged,” “tweaked,” or otherwise manipulated by those with the most power and most incentive to do so. Ergo, any candidate from Silicon Valley needs to be treated with an excess of skepticism.