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When it's really cold, you get chummy with anything that moves.

Discovering myself in Lapland

Pass the reindeer steak, or: Six days that changed my life

When winter comes, some Philadelphians head for Florida. I headed instead for Finland and the Arctic Circle. The price was right— and in any case I think I got the better deal.
Thom Nickels

Thom Nickels

Essays 9 minute read
Even then, Ginsberg (above, with flower) claimed his place in history.

Underground newspapers: The first blogs

Those '70s underground papers: Does this story sound familiar?

When I worked for underground papers in the '70s, we counter-culture journalists didn't seem to know what we were doing. Yet it's hard to imagine journalism today without the innovations pioneered by our scruffy band of radicals.
Bob Ingram

Bob Ingram

Essays 8 minute read
What did Charles Bronson and Gabrielle Giffords have in common?

What Obama's Tucson speech overlooked

And the lesson of Tucson is— what, exactly?

President Obama to the contrary, Americans aren't being killed in random bunches because politicians aren't more polite. They're being killed because Americans refuse to regulate guns.
Robert Zaller

Robert Zaller

Essays 5 minute read
Lynne Abraham (above) asked me to lunch.

An open letter to Mayor Nutter

Another dead baby, and a way out

As a family therapist, I know that some children in a city as complex as Philadelphia will suffer illness and poor care, and some will die as a result. But Lynne Abraham, as district attorney, at least tried to break the cycle of neglect, abuse and violence. We need more of that mixture of imagination and concern.
SaraKay Smullens

SaraKay Smullens

Essays 4 minute read
'Say, who's minding the kids?'

Rendell's casino addiction

Tantrums speak louder than words

Is there any hope for the poor and ignorant who seem incurably addicted to casinos? Better ask: Is there hope for a governor who seems incurably addicted to casinos?
Robert Zaller

Robert Zaller

Essays 2 minute read
Loughner in high school: Irreparable guilt by association.

Tucson's other victims

Another tragedy in Tucson

Last week's mass murder spree in Tucson was a catastrophe for the victims, their families and friends and, in the case of two public servants, for the nation. But the stiffest psychological price of all may be paid by the killer's family.

John L. Erlich

Essays 2 minute read

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View from the back of a Johannesburg taxi: How do we get to Diepkloof?

Public transit, Johannesburg-style

We're all in this together, or: Public transit from the bottom up

Unhappy with American mass transit? Try getting around in South Africa, as I did recently. Johannesburg's 15-seat taxi vans are a throwback to the stagecoaches of America's Old West, and more disorganized. There are no websites, no signs, and no officious authority figures. Yet for all the chaos and uncertainty, commuters and drivers alike manage to get from one place to another. And there's no extra charge for the priceless daily adventure.
Alaina Johns

Alaina Johns

Essays 11 minute read

Countdown to Armageddon

The end of the world is near. No, seriously. Are you ready?

Both the Mayan calendar and the radio prophet Harold Camping say the world will end next year. So why not take a few sensible precautions?
Jackie Schifalacqua

Jackie Schifalacqua

Essays 3 minute read
Ted's robe took on a life of its own.

'Tis the season for ungifting

These foolish things remind me of you. Now, how do I get rid of them?

A challenge for the post-Christmas season: Do I really want the ratty Ralph Lauren bathrobe my grumpy ex-boyfriend gave me? Does anyone want it?

Maralyn Lois Polak

Essays 4 minute read
Next to the guys I'd dated, Radha (left) looked good.

A Hare Krishna New Year's Eve

One New Year's Eve that made a difference

After 25 years as a burned-out party girl searching for Mister Right, I finally found serenity. Would you believe it happened on New Year's Eve, at a Hare Krishna ashram, no less?

Tashamaria Tromer

Essays 3 minute read