“Oh, he stabbed his wife, yeah.”
Cynthia Heimel, who wrote frankly on sex for publications including New York Magazine, Vogue and Playboy, passed away on February 25 at age 70.
Had I been eating soup when I saw the cover of this week’s farewell issue of the Village Voice, I would have spit up.
The Village Voice’s pro-Bernie cover story represents a victory for Benjamin Netanyahu, embracing his doctrine that Zionism and American liberalism are inherent enemies, J.J. Goldberg writes.
Jules Feiffer says he likes to make drawing as effortless as a willowy dance. The iconic Village Voice cartoonist talks to Lior Zaltzman about his new art book, ‘Out of Line.’
They say that if you remember the ’60s, you weren’t really there. But in his new memoir, rock critic Richard Goldstein offers an incisive, lyrical view of the decade.
Perhaps the most moving piece on Menachem Stark’s murder is by Yoni Yanover, J.J. Goldberg writes. Without pointing fingers, he notes that none of us have a road map for God’s teachings.
Fact checkers at the Village Voice once kept ‘The Joys of Yiddish’ on their desks. Now, with the Voice a shell of its former self, J. Hoberman recalls its Jewish past.
Gaza residents craving KFC can order delivery, but with the meals smuggled by underground tunnel, it’s not exactly fast food. [The New York Times]
A 4,500-word story in this week’s Village Voice tells the tale of Solange Lambert and Cosmo Salerno, coupled residents of Brooklyn “adult home” Surf Manor who are fighting to move into a state-subsidized apartment.