EUGENE, SIR: This past summer I fell in love with the woman of my dreams. We were perfect for each other. The problem? We were both married. Me, 19 years. Her, 18. We both love our kids and didn’t want to hurt them. But we were lost as to what to do. We planned on telling our spouses soon and letting the chips fall where they may, but you’ll notice I’m using the past tense for everything. You see, she was killed in a car accident on Christmas Eve.

My parents divorced before I could remember what was going on. What ever had happened, though, had made her hate him and, in turn, me. She would remind me that my blue eyes were the same as my dad's and her distaste for those reminders was a factor in her leaving me with him when I was 4.Taking care of me, though, seemed to be the least of his interests. When he'd hang out with women or just didn't want to deal with me, he'd lock me in my room and would rarely feed me.

There is an allure to believing in the man behind the curtain, the figure lurking in the Oval Office and manipulating the president like a marionette. For Donald Trump, that man is Steve Bannon, the former chairman of right-wing Breitbart News who shaped Trump’s nationalist appeal on the campaign trail and is converting the rhetoric into public policy one aggressive executive order at a time.

Nothing reveals as much about a society, and its future, as its high schools. Yet amid accelerating change - widening inequality, unprecedented globalization and technological advances - they've woefully lagged behind. There are, of course, exceptions.Follow OZY's special series "High School, Disrupted" to find out about the global leaders, cutting-edge trends and big ideas reimagining secondary education - for the better.

President Trump is expected to reveal his selection to fill Anthonin Scalia's vacancy on the Supreme Court this week. Then the fun begins: Dirt excavation, senatorial speechifying, marches in the streets, presidential tweets. And the legal challenges surrounding Trump's recent executive order on immigration only heighten the stakes. But this circus is a mere warm-up act for Act II: the next confirmation fight.

EUGENE, SIR: My new wife is the greatest and I love her dearly. But since we entered into our relationship as man and wife, she has not been as affectionate and adventurous in the oral area as she was previous to marriage. I continue to find different and creative ways to make her orgasm orally, but I don’t get the same consideration. And if I even mention the backdoor, she scolds me and calls me a “perv.

Shaun White has given the snowboarding world countless epic moments on the snow, both on the slope and in the pipe, and still hasn't officially relinquished the title of world's best halfpipe snowboarder. Last season, he dominated in the halfpipe at the Burton U.S. Open. Next up: He plans to get busy in this season's X Games and the Olympics.In addition, White's moved into the business realm.

Once upon a time, I was a pastor. Or maybe, sometimes, an Old Catholic priest. Most of the time in a little town in Northern California.I preached in an aging church on Sundays and taught Bible Study on Tuesday mornings. I lived in a church-owned house a few blocks away.But I got tired of being poor.So I forged documents saying I owned the parsonage, and used the property to take out about $200,000 in personal loans.

In this occasional series, OZY takes to streets and neighborhoods across the globe to ask a simple question: “How was your day?” Tough and sad, as usual. I’m a transgender prostitute living in the worst place on Earth for people like me: Italy. Not only am I a sex worker (seen as bad enough on its own over here) but I’m trans, which translates into being a hybrid monster, a pariah to keep at bay.

Former West Virginia Senator Brooks McCabe sags into a black couch at Taylor's Bookstore and Café, his whispy gray curls as faded as the brick facade behind him - and the wall in front of him just happens to show the topic of conversation: a topographic map of the Mountain State. Here, in downtown Charleston, the 67-year-old Republican is laying out an economic vision that some find game-changing, others illusionary and, as some critics suggest, is downright un-West Virginian.