As a chronic sci-fi book devourer, I always freak out a bit whenever someone mentions Orson Scott Card. Images of brilliant 6-year-olds flying through zero-gravity obscure my vision as I hear “The Enemy’s gate is DOWN!” and before…

Last week I went to check out the exhibit at the Museum of Sex in New York called “Comics Stripped.” I’d heard good things, so I was excited. Upon first entering the exhibit, I found the stereotypical comic…