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Senegal Portrait of a Woman by Unknown Artist (c. 1910)

Unknown Artist (Senegal). Portrait of a Woman, ca. 1910. Gelatin silver print from glass negative, 1975; 6 x 4 in. (16.5 x 11.4 cm). The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, Gift of Susan Mullin Vogel, 2015. via metmuseum.org


Christian college, correctional facility, or both? A short quiz

What’s in a name? Really, maybe, not very much at all.

Sometimes, it seems, the incongruities are downright stark. Over the years, I’ve curated a personal collection of hilarious and unlikely place-names, and in the fullness of time, I’ve come to observe that the name-don’t-match phenomenon is rather marked among our nation’s prisons and Christian colleges. 97 more words

Erin J. Bernard

My Afternoon with the Foot Fetishists of Twitter

The trouble started the way so many kinds of trouble do these days – with an Internet meme.

I logged on to my Twitter feed a few months back, bored, and noticed that something called “heelconcept” was trending. 1,636 more words

Erin J. Bernard

The PATSIE Principle: You're not as Special as You Think, and That's Just Fine

“I dropped out of college because I knew more than my professors did.”

“I often have to explain things to others because I just grasp stuff more quickly than most people do.” 2,078 more words

Erin J. Bernard

Chickens, Eggs, and Gurus

Anjuli and Emily consult a guru to find out how many vitamins they should be taking.  Turns out, they need to understand which came first: the chicken or the egg. 9 more words

Cultural Phenomena

You’ll Get Bad Things and Like Them: Hate Songs, Little Mouth Cuts and Great Looming Silence

Have you ever had a little cut in your mouth that you couldn’t stop chewing on?

Poking at, worrying over, jabbing and stabbing against with your tongue, endlessly, compulsively? 1,190 more words

Erin J. Bernard

How to Eat a Buffalo: A Declaration of Loss

How do you swallow a buffalo?

There’s a trick to it, which I was taught some dozen years ago, deep in the jungle, at Christmas dinner, by a man who’d stolen everything from me. 1,665 more words

Erin J. Bernard