On the train back to Grand Central, the city itself did not feel enough for me. I longed for the presence of another human being—a person I can touch, feel, and shelter with—to save me from the coming isolation of the second wave.

The Abbey of Crime offers none of the playful indulgences of the arcade…As Delcan explains, "there were plenty of games of immediate gratification and this was clearly not one of them."

Imagine a society where we had empathy for those with opposing views. Imagine a society where we read more and fought less.

The End of Policing took an old debate of the left—that the current policing system is systemically prejudiced and that it is up to communities, not police, to reconsider a more just system of public safety—and organized it into a comprehensive argument for mainstream America.

Was virtual better than nothing or were we merely deluding ourselves?

Despite some dapper pretension, there is a basic ridiculousness in "the person of letters" making the rounds on a game show, which, in theory, ought to be a real dignity-leech. Most of these authors seem amused to be on television, as if they can't believe that a network executive signed off on such a thing.