Noah Berlatsky

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?

At first, this looks like sexism. And then you realize, hey, this is sexism. Hope isn't allowed to do the dangerous job because Pym has put her on a pedestal, and won't let her off it.

The acclaimed solo album of former Danity Kane member Dawn Richard raises questions about the very nature of "cred." Is pop antitethical to artistry?

Can a popular author also be celebrated for literary quality? Not if that author is a woman like Austen.

A recent controversy at the Calgary Expo suggests MRAs care more about making opponents look bad than they do about discrimination.

Last year there was much excitement at the announcement that Lupita Nyong'o was going to play a major role in Star Wars: The Force Awakens — the first Black woman to star in the franchise.

Some love stories don't end happily. So why do so many romance novels insist they do?

I am on my knees in 15-degree weather scrubbing poop from the sidewalk, and I have an epiphany of sorts—I do not want this dog.

Bus ads comparing Muslims to Hitler have been replaced with images of a superhero. And not just any superhero.

Lower your standards, live in moderate amounts of filth, and go to bed early. The cat will thank you.