class

Nancy Isenberg examines the long history of class in America

Hikes reduce applications but aren’t unfair to the poor

It doesn’t tell you anything about your classmates.

From the palaces of Saddam Hussein to the drug pad of Tony Montana, the preferred aesthetic of bad boys everywhere has always been something we can calll “haute douchebag.” Today’s wsj has a piece demonstrating that in the desire to surround themselves with pure velveeta, Mexican drug lords bow to no one:

Beware the Facebook phonies

I’ve been thinking of something with regard to British comedy: is there any British comedy that is sympathetic to characters who want to rise above their station?

Have you ever wondered if there’s life outside of the classroom?

That’s because professional ethnic grievance mongers cry ‘Racist!’ at the drop of a turban

In Winnipeg, three per cent of the student body had unexplained absences last year

My column this week wades into the Harper vs. subsidized artists fracas, arguing that it takes two sides to make a wedge issue:

It’s the culturati, not their Harperite foes, who have made the arts cuts a ‘wedge issue’

I’m finally back from almost three weeks of back-to-back travel that included a longish stay in Indiana. My in-laws live there so it was a particularly interesting way to experience the nail-biter than was the Indiana primary. Clinton won — but barely. It was not enough for her to change the dynamic of the race, and may have signaled the beginning of the end of her candidacy. What was fascinating though, is that the race and class patterns that have been shaping the campaigns thus far continued to persist.