About 18 months ago, I took a trip to Buenos Aires. Naturally, I searched the Web for information on the city, but what I found didn’t feel natural at all. There were lists of links; spammy, dense blocks of text; and a hodgepodge of videos and advertising. It took so long to assemble key facts about the city, I almost missed my flight. Amid this frustrating experience, however, I also had a moment I’ll never forget. I realized that what the Web needs isn’t another search engine. It needs story, a quintessentially human way to experience information.
The shoe market has recently been glutted with a new wave of "toner" sneakers promising a better body simply by walking. At first blush, these new kicks seem like the most magical footwear since Dorothy's ruby slippers. But consumers are right to ask whether the shoes are based on sound science or marketing gimmickry.
Two hours after January’s earthquake struck Haiti, a texting donation campaign, “Text HAITI to 90999,” was up and running. After three days the effort had raised $5 million for the Red Cross, and “Text” and “90999” were in the top-10 trending topics on Twitter. Nine months later, more than $40 million has been donated by people sending as little as $5 to $10 from their cell phones.
Since Christine “I’m Not a Witch” O’Donnell is campaigning for the U.S. Senate and not the directorship of the Kinsey Institute, maybe we should give her a pass when it comes to her views on sex and, specifically, masturbation. But that would be a mistake: the stakes are simply too high, going all the way up the very survival of our species. For while O’Donnell crusaded against masturbation in the mid-1990s, denouncing it as “toying” with the organs of procreation and generally undermining baby making, the facts are to the contrary.
Moving in together before marriage used to be associated with a higher risk for divorce. But now, as more unmarried couples than ever before decide to live under the same roof, do they face the same fate? Sociologists think the calculus may have changed. Part of the difference stems from just who’s deciding to shack up.
If the summer of 2009 was the season of “death panels,” as the debate over health-care reform exploded, this is the season of “17.5k dead women a year.” That’s the body count scaremongers are predicting if the Food and Drug Administration rescinds its provisional approval of the drug Avastin for metastatic breast cancer.
The really interesting thing about "The Social Network" is that while much of the tale is invented, the story tells a larger truth about Silicon Valley’s get-rich-quick culture and the kind of people—like Facebook’s 26-year-old founder and CEO, Mark Zuckerberg—who thrive in this environment.
Seven million Americans are taking prescription drugs for “nonmedical reasons.” Tomorrow, the Drug Enforcement Agency hosts its first national effort to collect unwanted meds to keep them away from people who might abuse or sell them, especially teenagers.
The idea that less is more has long held true in the arts. In the world of gadgets, not so much. Each year’s crop of products is weighted down with more features, more menu options, more, more, more. Apart from this trend stands a little video camera called the Flip.
When Steve Jobs introduced Apple's new tablet computer earlier this year, there were plenty of snickers about the menstrual undertones of the name "iPad." Now it turns out that the device—and its mobile cousins—are actually useful for, uh, tracking periods.
It’s been nearly four years since the nice sonogram technician waved her magic wand over my left testicle and said: “Uh-oh.” At least I think that’s what she said. Your brain tends to blank out when you’re in full-on flop-sweat panic.
Though Alcoholics Anonymous and the many subspecies of programs it has birthed still dominate the alcohol-treatment landscape, new remedy ideas that don't include abstinence are starting to get attention.