Steve Tuttle

Why Sarah Palin Might Become President in 2012

When Democrats and progressive pundits start whining about how we're having an anti-intellectual moment, it can mean only one thing: they just got their butts handed to them in an election.

The Pleasures and Pitfalls of Running Every Day

I'm an almost-every-day jogger, but I hang my head in shame when I gaze upon the running record of Mark Covert, the so-called Cal Ripken of U.S. streaking. In this case, "streaking" is the term for running a long stretch of days in a row, not running without shorts.

Fear and Loathing at Tart Hardware

The Republicans offer up a "Pledge to America" at an industrial-park hardware store in suburban Virginia, and hilarity ensues. (Not really.)

Tuttle: Memories of the Old School

When my kids started complaining recently about having to go back to school, I told them the same thing my parents used to tell me: "You're going to look back on these days as the best of your lives." Sometimes I find my mouth saying other shockingly unhip dad stuff like, "Are you trying to heat the whole outdoors?!" when they leave the door open, or "If your friend jumped off a bridge, would you jump off a bridge?" I was reminded of my sage advice this week when I got the rare chance to...

Why You Never Feel Cured of Cancer

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.

Pay Attention and Leave Me Alone

People are simultaneously branding themselves on Facebook and Twitter when it suits them and at the same time trying to maintain their privacy. The two things are incompatible.

Can NEWSWEEK Find True Love on eHarmany?

Monday was a really big day in my life, as it was for many of my friends and colleagues at NEWSWEEK. For the past few months, we've all been anxious with anticipation. I've speculated wildly, started unfounded rumors, and chewed my nails down to the quick. But finally, on Monday, I got the news I'd been waiting on for so long.

How a Viral Program Made Me Think I Write Good

There's a fun advertising Web site that's been making the rounds in booky blog circles the last couple of weeks called I Write Like. Basically, you cut and paste some of your personal prose into the little box and hit the Analyze button, and the magic machine tells you which famous author your writing most resembles.

Obama Taking Risk in Challenging the Arizona Law

President Obama gets accused of a lot of things, but it would be tough to argue that his administration's constitutional challenge of Arizona's anti-illegal-immigration law was poll-driven. Because even though you might not know it from some of the media coverage, Arizona's new law is really, really popular.

Stephen Strasburg's Phenomenal Baseball Debut

Last night, I sat in my usual box seats at Nationals Park to witness firsthand the debut of the Nationals' 21-year-old rookie fireballer against the Pittsburgh Pirates. I discovered that "Baseball Jesus" has arrived and, yes, he does walk on water.

Who Said Facebook Owes You Privacy?

Am I the only one that sees the irony in quitting Facebook because you feel your privacy is being violated? You signed up for it. It's a free service and you volunteered to use it. You can always sign off.

In Praise of Monopoly

In which the author lauds one old-school product that's managed to survive the transition from paper to digital.

Morels, Hillbilly Style

For centuries, my Appalachian ancestors have gone to the woods to hunt for deer, pick wild asparagus and blackberries, and fish for trout in streams. But of all the hillbilly delicacies to be found gratis in the great Virginia outdoors, the most precious is also the least lovely.

I Was a Male Weight Watcher

In which the author touts his radical three-pronged weight-loss plan to save America: eat less, exercise more, and be ashamed of yourself.