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Journalism is dead, and we all know it.
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Journalism is dead, and we all know it.
Unless your religion doesn’t allow it or you hate fun, you’re probably celebrating Halloween. Maybe you have the coolest costume ever — perhaps a clever pun, an on-point topical reference, a cute couple’s getup or a skin-baring masterpiece.
In 2008, then-candidate President Barack Obama was a tech pioneer. He utilized social media and the Internet to spread his message of “Hope and Change” to millions of Americans. His Internet-money campaign was unbridled. Because of his many online successes, media outlets dubbed him the first social-media president and the man who would usher the federal government into the 21st century.
The highly anticipated film adaptation of Orson Scott Card’s “Ender’s Game” hits movie screens across the country Friday. I haven’t read the much-heralded novel — or its subsequent sequels — but by all accounts, it’s a great novel. If the film is successful, it will likely launch yet another franchise based on a wildly popular series of young adult novels, following in the footsteps of “Harry Potter,” “Twilight” and the “Hunger Games,” to name a few.
“Frockets,” or T-shirts with a faux pocket sewn onto the front, are saving the world one minutely stitched monogram and chevron-patterned pocket at a time.
Growing up was a challenge in itself for Robert Brown, but growing up as a black, gay male was a different story.
For 40 percent of the world this year, the Internet could be a source of information, time-killing cat videos and a constant stream of Miley Cyrus tweets.
One day, our great-great-great grandchildren will laugh at our Dark-Ages digital technology — most likely while cruising around on jet packs and buying Google Glasses out of vending machines. They’ll probably speak of the stalled https://www.healthcare.gov/ website the same way we speak of rotary telephones and dial-up Internet.
It happens to all of us.
I sat down with up-and-coming, Brooklyn-based group Snowmine after its first show in Florida on Tuesday night in Tallahassee.
An MTV cast member who breaks down “Guy Code” and “Girl Code” on the network’s popular shows will now be laying out dating code.
A war on the Web may seem harmless: no blood, no sweat, no tears. Yet, when malware can infiltrate and dismantle a nuclear facility in Iran from thousands of miles away, a whole new battlefield has opened for combat.
What I am about to say might not win me any friends at the Alligator, but I must be frank: The current state of American journalism is doing its part to destroy American democracy.
Huma Abedin is the wife of Anthony Weiner, former U.S. congressman who recently conceded in the running for New York City mayor on Sept. 10.
A recent Internet trend could pose a health concern for young women, especially those in college.
On Oct. 1, I began a search for the online market known as the Amazon of drugs: the Silk Road. I had heard stories about this place before from friends — and friends of friends — whose experience with drugs and technology far exceeded my own.
It could happen to anyone — you had one too many beers, forgot to turn on your headlights on the way home and got stopped by police. Next thing you know, you’re in the county jail, grimacing into a camera — your very first “mugshot.”
On Tuesday, Stevie Nicks told the Herald Scotland that she turned to the HBO series “Game of Thrones” to cope with the death of her mother and a nasty bout of pneumonia. She was crippled with grief, and she told the Herald she couldn’t leave her house for nearly five months. In that time period, she immersed herself in George R. R. Martin’s fantasy world of Westeros and wrote poems about the characters — some of the titles “On Jon Snow,” “On Arya” and “On Cersei and Jaime,” she said.
Volunteer disc jockey Ricky Marrero perched on a bar stool in front of a microphone. Ice-cold air conditioning blasted into a closet-sized room packed with music equipment and vinyl records.
Last week I lived every ‘90s girl’s (and some boys’) dream when I got to interview Justin Timberlake and Anthony Mackie about upcoming movie “Runner Runner.”