Noah Berlatsky

If my wife and son had thought bubbles above their heads, like in the comics, you would be able to read them saying, "dog dog dog dog dog dog dog."

To read Massive isn't to discover a hidden truth, but to see a massive, obvious fact, bulging out for all the world to see.

Scientists are hotly debating whether we should send messages into space. Perhaps they should consult Octavia Butler for some wisdom...

Illicit passions aren't less enjoyable because they're illicit. Quite the contrary.

According to an Academy Awards voter, the right sort of people, with the right sort of education and connections, can't be racist.

It's worth questioning some of our assumptions about adolescent inferiority.

Irritation is the way of all flesh. The question is, if you're going to be annoyed for all of eternity, who do you want to be doing the annoying?

There's a good argument to be made that the earliest, and the best, rockabilly performers were women. Slicked-back, hiccuping, hopped up cool.

Genre boundaries are conscious of race—and, in the case of rock, conscious of gender too.

David Ress' Aphexswift is genius precisely because it's so unlikely.