We are the pilgrims, the pioneers, the searchers. We are a country On the Road.

Well, at least it’s hold music. And maybe the whole Russian conspiracy thing.

Why Mom got roses and Dad will get jack.

Burning down the factory, disassembling the assembly line

You’re not your job. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You are, however, a $150 IKEA sofa.

I’m not writing this to say, “Look at me,” but to say, “Look at what we have to do.”

Inside the mind of a woman that America had almost managed to forget.

… to Virginia’s most belligerent private-property advocate.

How “what do you listen to?” became the new “What do you do?”

Inside the mind of a closet consumer whore.

He’s a dead white man, already. Let’s get over him, ladies.

The closest I’ve come to war is a map.

Wipe your tears and grow some chest hair.

Along every wall, boxes were stacked to display the thousands of records within. This was mecca.

How shrill green politicization ended a history of environmental reverence in children’s film.

Is the “hero” of the new McAvoy/Jolie/Freeman action flick just another sheep in wolf’s clothing?

The song stuck in your head? This woman put it there.

Otherwise known as “New Jersey.”

The fourth and final installment of Kritik’s featured science fiction short.

How I got gobsmacked by globalization.