Americans do not know very much about the world. Historically this is partly a result of distance and isolation and partly a result of arrogance. The arrogance comes into play when Americans […]
Scholars and Rogues Nonfiction: “Exit Wounds” by Travis Slusser

The exit wound is always larger than the entrance. Well, not always- bullets don’t obey rules but in my case this isn’t a bullet we’re talking about. This is tens of thousands […]
Scholars and Rogues Nonfiction: “Smile: Love Song to a Fading America,” by Malcolm Cooper

In terms of art and artistry, culture and the intricate moving multitudes of its respective parts, the 1960’s in America dissected almost every aspect of popular culture and reimagined it into the […]
S&R Nonfiction: “The Nobodies,” by Jennifer Pocock

Girls from the church youth group I led were taken from their home by Child Protective Services with a police escort, their step father yelling and threatening violence. They called a few […]
S&R Nonfiction: “Saturdays in Kid Heaven,” by Allen Long

About 7 a.m. on a warm Saturday morning in July, 1990, I slipped out of my bedroom and into the hall, relieved I hadn’t woken my wife, Linda. I knew she’d rise […]
S&R Nonfiction: “The American Library…” by Samuel Vargo

The library of the new millennium seems schizophrenic – with an array of sounds, smells and scenarios bizarre and strange; in contrast, the grand old book repository of my youth was sedate […]
S&R Nonfiction: “A Television Christmas,” by Laura Fanning

Long before I met my eventual husband, I met television. When I was a child my father didn’t let my sister and I watch television because he thought that watching it would […]
S&R Nonfiction: “Irony,” by Michail Mulvey

“Can anyone give me an example of irony in Oedipus the King?” Silence. In the back, where he thinks I can’t see him, the P.E. major in ripped jeans and a t-shirt […]
S&R Nonfiction: “The Courage Knob,” by Aimee Stahlberg

It’s mid-October and I’m bundled up, wearing long sleeves that cap the tops of my hands, a normal thing for me. Ever since I started doing outreach with teens, I’ve become even […]
S&R Nonfiction: The Bookman, by Elizabeth Titus
Blame it on four-dollar cupcakes. And capitalists and philistines. Because of them, the bookman has been forced out of his spot on Columbus Avenue just outside 67 Wine at 68th Street. At […]