Noah Berlatsky

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

Did the classic Adam West Batman show strike a blow (Kerwhap!) for feminism?

Action movies don't usually bother much with romance. The trailer for The Transporter: Refueled certainly doesn't. The hero is cool — sexy women, plural, throw themselves at him, or at least stand near him and things blow up; there are fights and revenge and high production values. Romance is, at best, a secondary concern.

The Lord of the Flies can feel like a vacation spot for conflict-management consultants in comparison to social media.

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

Sex and bodies don't clarify gender; they confuse the issue.

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

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

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."

As a white woman, Swift can afford to celebrate carelessness. Beyoncé, though, knows that even her casualness has to be perfect.