When the Netherlands went to Budapest to play a qualifying game, it wasn’t only the current Hungarian team they had to face.
Read more at The New York Times Goal blog.
When the Netherlands went to Budapest to play a qualifying game, it wasn’t only the current Hungarian team they had to face.
Read more at The New York Times Goal blog.
Older whiskies aren’t necessarily better, but aging is a crucial process in the development of their character. And the same is true of whisky events.
With rumours of antisemitism rife on English and American campuses. With the Labour Party seemingly suffering a crisis about antisemitism in its members. And with Donald Trump suffering no real qualms about vicious racism from his supporters, I wrote a few timely articles about the matter.
It wasn’t just that the novel’s prologue seems to feature Sir Isaac Newton in a romantic liaison with a young Italian man that caught my attention.
For the loudest person in the room, Sacha Baron Cohen took a while to find his public voice. Or voices.
From the time I met him as a 16 year old, through our college years and while we lived together, Sacha was always the center of attention and always the funniest person around. But people underestimate his commitment to craft: he would write and rewrite jokes on his antique Mac in the basement and spend hours repeating phrases until he had accents and intonations right.
I’d arranged to meet Sacha Baron Cohen to discuss his new film “The Brothers Grimsby,” which opens in American theaters on March 11. When I arrived at the back room of the bar to which I’d been directed, though, I was greeted by a tall, slightly pot-bellied man, who looked the spitting image of Liam Gallagher. He was holding a beer in his bandaged right hand, wearing an off-brand number 19 England kit, and appeared not to have washed in a couple of days. He greeted me warmly, thrust a beer in my direction, splashing me slightly, and indicated that we should start the interview.
Meet M. Blanc. My strange new character is Polonius meets Blanchot, Borges meets Kafka, Prufrock meets the lack of social media in postwar Paris. Read, re-read. Repeat.
You can buy the e-book, “The Complete Letters of M. Blanc,” from Dutch Kills Press in three ways, from
Kindle in America, the UK, or Australia,
Atavist (for web, desktop folk),
or through iBooks at Apple.
What to do with Shylock? I was pondering this question recently while browsing in a Barnes and Noble, when I noticed that they’d helpfully labeled the Humor shelf, “Books that make you laugh.”
For many developmentally disabled children and their parents, the future looks bleak. Getting a job, living a fulfilling life and being independent often seem, at best, like vague ideas on the far side of a wilderness of anxiety and hardship.
The unfailing response from people when I tell them I’m going to the Jewish farmers conference here, just outside San Diego, is a smile to see if I’m joking. Then, when it’s clear I’m serious, comes: “I didn’t know that there were any Jewish farmers.”