Stop Calling Me Surly
The final week is nigh. Election Day will arrive — if we survive all the lies. As inspirational as this abysmal campaign is, my imagination is too fried for simple-minded rhyming.
Mitch McConnell’s final argument sounds an awful lot like “the lesser of two evils” and “better the devil you know.”
In Visible Ink
Last month I saw a tweet from St.
Summary of My Discontent
In his remarkable book, “Thinking, Fast and Slow,” Nobel laureate and Princeton University psychologist Daniel Kahneman writes this rather mind-blowing statement:
I hate political hope. Not Barack Obama’s version, but the kind that may bear expectations of a victory.
Keeping Up with the Jones
Voting time is here again. Dutifully, many of us will go to the polls and cast our ballots … and it may not matter.
Fun with Shrapnel
Having a baby does very peculiar things to a woman’s body. Joints become loose, flab appears in places where it seems impossible and aches show up at the most inopportune moments.
So the only Grimes-McConnell Senate debate was last night, and the only thing more frustrating than watching that circus is attempting to concoct an interesting analysis worth reading.