It's a good thing Bill and Monica held their trysts in the White House rather than just across the Potomac, in Falls Church or Arlington, Virginia.
For Danielle Crittenden, the "click" came when she was going to play tennis with her husband and a couple of acquaintances. She left her racket on one side of the court.
Does it seem to you that feminism this past year was just one long gargle over the meaning of Monica? That the biggest women's issue was whether oral sex is sex?
We will never know the truth behind Juanita Broaddrick's claim that Bill Clinton raped her in a Little Rock hotel room in l978.
In seven novels and a collection of essays published since 1981, Sarah Schulman has methodically chronicled the history of her longtime neighborhood, Manhattan's East Village.
It is, depending on one's perspective, a delicious and redemptive scenario, a terrible nightmare or, if you are the escapist sort that hasn't yet cottoned to the hard reality of Election 2000, a
I didn't realize how much I was counting on Larry Flynt until I noticed I had spent Monday evening trying to find on the Web or TV a report of the much-anticipated news conference in which h
Enter the glass doors at 222 West 14th Street in New York
City, and the chaos of traffic horns and tire-screeches, jackhammers and
concentrated humanity recedes into a hush.
When I came out in Boston in the mid-l970s, I had no way of knowing that the lesbian and gay movement I was discovering was in many ways unique.
I'll admit that my realistic chances of becoming President are right down there with Quayle's I.Q.