Noah Berlatsky

Who is memorialized in death has everything to do with race, class . . . and who you were in life.

These covers remind us of the lengthy, rich—but often obscured—history of female songwriters.

Is the gender of the philosopher a marginal curiosity—or is it more central?

The founder of the brilliant fyeahblackrockmusic Tumblr talks racial politics, Kelis, and . . . the Doobie Brothers?

Conservative fetishization of the past is myopic, simplistic, and mean-spirited—but progressives can be too quick to cede tradition.

While Atwood's feminist dystopia remains our favorite nightmarish future, Marge Piercy's Woman On The Edge Of Time is far superior.

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.

Their sexuality traps and destroys male innocence, as they grad hold, by the penis- the better to lead him to castration. Make no mistake that castration is greeted with fear, terror, and disgust—but also with glee. Women as super villains allow their characters to be super powerful; a force for evil is at least a force. In a media landscape where women are often rendered secondary, invisible, and passive, the femme fatale, in her icy violence, seizes female agency along with the phallus that she so efficiently cuts off.

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

"I believe that, in order to address these problems, we need to first understand how we got here."