Новости за 07.07.2016

Mila Kunis isn’t on-screen quite as much as she used to be. Obviously, caring for her toddler while pregnant with a second child can preclude a woman from hellish ballerina diets for a little while. But motherhood has not stopped the Black Swan actress from pitching Jim Beam (seemingly in slots that only seem to air during SportsCenter commercial breaks)—or from making movies.

Back in March, Katie Couric interviewed Bernie Sanders and asked him if he would be interested in serving as Hillary Clinton’s vice president. “Would she be interested in being my vice president?” he retorted, in what I’m calling “The Bern Heard ‘Round the World.”

Very recently, the world as we know it almost fell apart. No, I’m not talking about the Brexit vote, although the absence of leadership in its aftermath is certainly alarming.  Nor am I speaking about the sudden and terrifying rise of Donald Trump and his brand of America fascism (I’ll get to that tomorrow, so stay tuned!). And I’m also not talking about the fatal shootings of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile by the hands of police officers that has once again brought police brutality into the spotlight. Читать дальше...

Scrolling through Instagram on a Wednesday night rarely has the ability to alter my day. But yesterday was different. Buried deep beneath my feed of selfies and sunsets was an open letter from Drake (or @champagnepapi to his followers), addressing the vexing shooting of Alton Sterling, a 37-year-old black man from Louisiana who was killed outside a Baton Rouge convenience store early Tuesday morning during an altercation with police.

“The question for Western society isn’t so much why tribal life might be so appealing—it seems obvious on the face of it—but why Western society is so unappealing.”

This week on Unorthodox: British neo-Nazis hold a Miss Hitler beauty pageant.

The MLB All-Star selection show is a terrifically boring exercise in barely-feigned shock and some of the more vacuous interviews ever conducted. And yet, for you, dear Tablet readers, I watched most of it last night. But don’t weep for me—it’s my cross to bear.