Make Me Smell Dead, Please
I want to smell dead! Given the right set of circumstances, who wouldn’t? OK, let me back up a little. See, zombies are big these
I want to smell dead! Given the right set of circumstances, who wouldn’t? OK, let me back up a little. See, zombies are big these
I just finished reading the first novel in the Divergent trilogy—and not because I’m secretly 45 going on 15. My 8th-grade daughter had been asking
Sorry, Kermie, the Muppets weren’t the most wanted stars this weekend. Audiences took, shall we say, a more divergent path. Divergent, the newest aspiring movie
A couple of Sundays ago my wife and I invited one of the “girls” from the youth group we led back in the ’80s
My family and I were watching The Twilight Zone the other day—a Season Two episode called “Static.” It featured an old grouch named Ed who
Adam Holz wrote a blog on the Dalai Lama’s Instagram account last week. He included some really cogent thoughts from the Dalai and Pope Francis,
When I was growing up—back in the dark ages before the Internet and cell phones and social media—smoking marijuana was still pretty taboo. Sure, there
Moviegoers hopped into their own wayback machine this weekend, visiting some old, old Saturday-morning friends. Yes, that’s right: Mr. Peabody & Sherman, the dog and
Because I travel about once a month (often to speak to groups about media discernment), instead of storing my suitcase in a dusty attic
If you’re like me, then at least at some point over the last 20 to 30 years of the Internet’s existence you stopped briefly while
Good media discernment is about guarding our eyes and hearts before we watch or listen. And it’s also about grappling with the entertainment we do see or hear. That’s why the Plugged In Blog is devoted to guarding, discussing and grappling. About Plugged In >>