Monthly Archives: February 2015

Spock’s dedication to a life of controlled emotion is admirable—is, in fact, in a sense quite Christian.

In ‘Grantchester’ moral quandaries abound, and Sydney is not afraid to get stuck in one quagmire or another, because he is fully human, which includes being spiritual—dealing with the part of ourselves that is a counterpart to the lust of the eyes and the pride of life.

The choir robe is a symbol of conformity, representative of an individual voice joining a crowd of voices, subsumed.

Us and Our Daughters’ two albums represent a long story of romance, beauty, hardship, loss, rediscovery, and joy.

Like Deborah and the other prophets, Peggy Carter and the Bletchley Circle use their gifts to pursue whatever justice may be attained in a weak, fallen world.

Community is what draws me to artists who focus on something besides themselves, who seek to respect the greatness that has inspired them and to give new, lasting life to occasions of beauty, vision, and excellence. That’s what draws me to Rhiannon Giddens. To Sam Phillips. To Sister Rosetta.

The first step in creating a healthy atmosphere for survivors and recovering offenders is to focus our empathy on the survivors.

Even if Whiplash gets jazz all messed up, it tells the parable of the pearl of great price perfectly.

Twitter is the closest we’ve ever been to having a window into other people’s brains. And there’s the rub: our brains are terrible, horrifying places.

Few shows have given us a chance to see what happens after what we might label a perfect ending. In moving and managing the show forward three years for its last season, Parks and Recreation shows it understands how time necessarily reveals our inherent need to create meaningful relationships.