DADWAGON

Look, it’s easy to dismiss Father’s Day. An artificial holiday, crafted by Hallmark, endorsed by the United Tie, Sock and Gadget Makers of America, celebrating the men who already pretty much dominate the country anyway. Who needs it? Me, for one. I need it. It’s not that I crave recognition for my fatherly efforts, or [...]

Nathan’s nomination for Worst Father’s Day Gift is already out there (as is my dissent), but he’s got competition. The Huffington Post’s nominees are up here, in slideshow form. And they are definitely bad, at least most of them (that bike/mower doesn’t seem so horrid to me, though I doubt it’s much fun to use [...]

All due respect to Nathan, but this isn’t even close. I own a paper shredder, as it happens—come to think of it, a castoff from my own father, who upgraded to a fancier model—and I take ridiculous pleasure in grinding up my paper trash. I can only explain it in the most hazy terms, but [...]

In my line of work, silly season has always kicked off right about now: It’s summertime, when Washington goes on recess and news outlets start writing about the stupidest things imaginable. My dear alma mater Time practically defined this category with its urgent and breathless reporting, in summer 2001, of the great danger posed to [...]