Those who stopped tuning in when the pioneer of shock jock culture left terrestrial radio for satellite a decade ago have no idea what they’re missing. Late-night TV has all but abandoned the art of the Q&A for goofy games and scripted shtick — and Howard Stern has unexpectedly emerged as the most potent and powerful interviewer in American broadcasting.
A small but growing group of women like Knox are slowly building a movement to change our modern, big-business approach to death. They call themselves home funeral guides or death midwives.
Even before he fell off a stage in Sweden and broke his leg, Dave Grohl was feeling creaky. He is 46, drinks too much coffee, and wakes up at 6 wherever he is, even on days he doesn’t need to pack lunches and get the kids into the Honda Odyssey.
“Yemen offers paid parental leave!” male feminist Michael Kimmel exclaims. “Come on! What’s wrong with us?!”
At Sony’s Columbia Pictures division, a man and a woman have the same job and—oh dear, this is awkward—he’s making close to a million dollars more.
Once a temporary holdover from college life, platonic cohabitation is now carrying some city dwellers through their twenties and into their thirties. Being a roommate becomes a significant (if subconscious) part of their identities; for those lucky enough to find a stable, long-term roommate setup, it also provides a defining partnership. All of which makes the eventual break-up of these sustained roommate relationships a new rite of passage.