Jess Lahitou

Watching recent cable news talking heads chat about the prospect of Trump/Cruz/Clinton/Sanders being “denied” the Republican/Democratic nomination, you would think that entertainment media is run by 5th graders. (Although... That WOULD explain a lot.)

To her own admitted surprise, Fessler discovered that meaningless, detached hookups were emphatically not bringing any kind of bliss to college women.

So I don’t approve, in general, of how my generation tends to come at things, with the focus on: me, my experience, my

The 2016 election has, for a while now, felt eerily akin to 1984 (lots ‘o doublespeak coming out of Trump and his supporters). Or The Hunger Games, to take a more recent example of dystopian genre fiction. Wherein, government becomes solely about politics and the media spectacle, rather than actual policies and ideas.

Millennials know the '90s were the best decade for music in our lifetime (arguably, best decade EVER). But it’s easy to forget just how many un-freakin-believably kick-butt-love tunes were packed into that 10 years. Let’s rehash the '90s for the autumn lover.

I am hesitant to write anything that might tangentially help Donald Trump, because I think the man entirely unfit to be president.

This last Friday happened to be the inauguration of President Donald Trump.

Wonderful Wednesday news for you: Donald Trump suffered not just a loss yesterday, but a double-digit loss.

You can send all thank yous to Wisconsin. The Badger State’s Republican and conservative power players created a united front against Donald Trump.

What do you say? What do you say when the unthinkable happens?

Democrats need to nominate the person with the best chance of cleaning the floor with Donald Trump. Not just for their own victory, but for the… dare I say, survival of the country itself.