Nine years ago, I nearly became a statistic—one of nearly 300,000 women who die every year from the virus that causes cervical cancer.
As a full-fledged cancerphobe whose mother contracted lung cancer at a young age, I’d never missed a pap smear or a mammogram. Yet, ironically, my disease eluded my annual checkup. Instead, Read More
Nine years ago, I nearly became a statistic—one of nearly 300,000 women who die every year from the virus that causes cervical cancer.
As a full-fledged cancerphobe whose mother contracted lung cancer at a young age, I’d never missed a pap smear or a mammogram. Yet, ironically, my disease eluded my annual checkup. Instead, I Read More
Now that Katie Couric—America’s High Priestess of Perky—will take over the vaunted anchor chair at CBS News, where Edward R. Murrow and Walter Cronkite once reigned, it’s time for the network news brass to stop taking themselves so seriously.
C’mon, folks, you can relax. We all know that network news isn’t about news Read More
Now that Katie Couric—America’s High Priestess of Perky—will take over the vaunted anchor chair at CBS News, where Edward R. Murrow and Walter Cronkite once reigned, it’s time for the network news brass to stop taking themselves so seriously.
C’mon, folks, you can relax. We all know that network news isn’t about news anymore; it’s Read More
I have played the part of a screaming fan girl only twice in my 54 years.
The first time, I was a quivering 14-year-old chaperoned by my father at a Beatles concert in 1964. A dog-eared photo taken by a friend caught me at the height of my reverie as tears fell onto the Peter Read More
