Today, on entertainment news, I heard that the singer Beyoncé recently presented her husband, rapper Jay-Z, with a gigantic sapphire pinkie ring upon the birth of their first child January 7. The commentator laughed and said that “push presents” usually go to the mother, not the father!

Push presents? I wish this concept had been known 18 years ago, when I started having babies. Someone owes me three. Can they be awarded retroactively?

On this, the last day of her television show, Oprah might say her plan all along was to become an invisible conduit through which you, the simple viewer, could just believe in yourself—but don’t you fall for it.

Underneath the sincere sweep of false eyelashes is a brilliant saleswoman, an excellent actress and a shameless self-promoter, a woman whose wealth and power has been built by our belief in her.

There are few people in the world who aren’t afraid to say what they really think. I mean, the kind of person who spills words like milk, letting the cascade flow down their clothing and all over the floor.

After a few irreversible spills, most of us get tired of cleaning up the mess. So we learn to self-censor. Not so Ezra Levant.

If the first rule of public relations crisis management is to tell the story first in order to maintain control, then Oprah Winfrey lost the battle to Kitty Kelley, author of “Oprah, a biography” (Crown Publishers, 2010). All the revelations in Kelley’s book were Winfrey’s to dish out in 1993 when she suddenly withdrew plans […]

I don’t like to admit it, but my kids argue. I’d like all of you to believe what you see in the family picture…three friendly, smiling children and two doting parents huddling on a park bench, the red and yellow fall leaves spilling gently behind them. What you don’t see in this idyllic picture is […]