The Gospel According to John and Mary
by Max TorresPakaluk interprets John’s soaring Gospel as informed by conversations he must have enjoyed with Mary over thirty years of living and communing in their common home. Continue Reading »
Pakaluk interprets John’s soaring Gospel as informed by conversations he must have enjoyed with Mary over thirty years of living and communing in their common home. Continue Reading »
Not all the suffragists emphasized individual sovereignty—some emphasized women's duties to their families and country. Continue Reading »
Margaret Murray’s legacy persists in the strange idea that witchcraft was a religion, an idea long since debunked. Continue Reading »
Pro-life feminism offers a more nuanced vision of the human person. Continue Reading »
Contemporary universities are doing their best to eradicate prejudice and bias. Yet one remaining prejudice—against white men—is not only tolerated but encouraged. While we are told that diversity of skin color and gender is an unmitigated good, people in faculty meetings and job . . . . Continue Reading »
In the early 1880s, Henry James set out to write “a very American tale.” The result was The Bostonians, serialized in a magazine in 1885 and then published in a single volume in 1886. The novel features activist meetings, conversations sprinkled with references to the cause of women’s . . . . Continue Reading »
The Claremont Review of Books has granted First Things readers free access to Mark Bauerlein's latest essay. Continue Reading »
Featuring Abigail Rine Favale on her new book, Into the Deep. Continue Reading »
As the #MeToo movement has spread from the upper echelons of Hollywood to the halls of Congress, what has most struck me is the startling disconnect between the movement’s feverish sensitivity to sexual impropriety, on the one hand, and women’s eager embrace of our nation’s sex-drenched . . . . Continue Reading »
On election night, Tuesday, November 6, returns came in. There were wins and losses. My blood pressure rose and fell, exulting in victories and anguished in defeats. But morning came, and the evening’s ardor had drained away during the night’s sleep. More dispassionate, I mulled over a question . . . . Continue Reading »