What unites the citizens of a republic is a willful act of imagination, and some mutton-busting.

Barett Swanson on the sheer insanity of a Noah’s Ark–themed water park in the age of the Anthropecene.

As much as the West Wing Weekend promised an escape from the grisly realities of our political moment, the ontological blur actually felt like a faithful reenactment of the last election, where the reigns of the nation were handed to someone whom we knew mostly from television.