Most of us have heard the dull and alliterative hip-hop proverb: you can’t turn a ho into a housewife. It’s a relatively new incarnation of a very old idea that probably comes from the Old Testament or some other terrible book. While the wording has changed throughout the years the

For years I’d heard whispers, about a discreet marijuana delivery service in NYC. It’s been little more than an open secret since many of us enjoyed the fictionalized version of this mysterious enterprise featured in the cannabis cult classic Half Baked (Mr. Smiley). Many people I know seem to have

I recently attended the BAS party at Dardy’s Bar in Brooklyn. While there I attempted, unsuccessfully, to buy weed. Certain attendees were generous enough to share what they had, but due to the distinct communist leanings of the BAS community, none had extra for sale. I decided not to go

I love language. I believe even the vilest of words and phrases can be employed rhetorically in a way that is both provocative and engaging. So when I say it’s time to retire the word slut it is not that I wish to censor the word or remove it from

Last week, I spoke about the People’s Climate March and my disdain for corporate sponsored parties disguised as demonstrations. Lest I be viewed as nothing more than a cranky naysayer, I want to highlight a protest movement with real vision and brilliant tactics. Hopefully some of the idealists here in

Hundreds of thousands rallied last Sunday on the West Side of Manhattan to bring awareness to climate change. It was done in conjunction with a UN Summit addressing the matter. In attendance were members of the political and social elite along with throngs of average concerned citizens. It is reassuring

What initially appeared to be a happy coincidence, devolved into a debilitating dependency. Around the same time I was due to take a several hour bus trip I received a couple of sets of DVDs from a friend. I had mentioned to him in passing how entertaining I find the