A litany of scandals in recent years have made the corruption of college sports constant front-page news. We profess outrage each time we learn that yet another student-athlete has been taking money under the table. But the real scandal is the very structure of college sports, wherein student-athletes generate billions of dollars for universities and private companies while earning nothing for themselves. Here, a leading civil-rights historian makes the case for paying college athletes—and reveals how a spate of lawsuits working their way through the courts could destroy the NCAA.
Ambrose Bierce’s astringent prose style reflects the severity of his vision.
The brilliant foreignness of Australian crime fiction
Wearing earplugs could have saved the author’s hearing, but at the cost of his soul.
The author tries—and fails—to cash in on a big idea.
A new history vividly describes the agony and uncertainty of the journey west by America’s pioneers.
It’s the rare star who can withstand the predatory cameras of TMZ on TV.
V. S. Naipaul and the artistic rewards of statelessness
Behind the scenes of China’s booming film industry
As celebrity architects create increasingly fantastical cityscapes, it’s worth remembering why Gaudí remains unmatched.
As soon as his book was published, Antonio
realized that the pure vision of him that
only she harbored would be shattered—
and that he would do anything to keep
her from reading it.
Marla had felt she’d never really had a sister, that she’d been visited by some strange goblin or ghost. But then she went into Daddy’s bank vault after he died.
The old Bohemian hadn’t come to
disturb the family on Holy Night, only
to deliver an enormous, misshapen gift.
His parents were separating,
but all Sam could think about
was preparing for nuclear holocaust.
“I don’t want any more surgeries.
I just want a little art to help, to make
it look a little less deformed. You know?”
All this—the dust, the tarantulas,
the deaths—had not come naturally.
“We’ve used the land wrong,” I once
heard a farmer say while I spied on my father and his Communist friends.
Why fiction’s narrative and
emotional integrity will always
transcend the literal truth
Veblen’s first desire had been to
spring the news of her engagement
on her mother. Nothing with her mother
was ever simple and straightforward—
and that was the thrill of it.
Isa couldn’t wait to leave the Philippines. But when we pull into an American town of foggy streets and gray, concrete houses, she looks confused, then panicked.