Kevin drum hits the nail on the head:
No political ideology lives in isolation. We judge communism by how Mao and Stalin implemented it, we judge 60s-era liberalism by how LBJ and the Democratic Party implemented it, and we judge social democracy by how Western Europe has implemented it. That’s how you judge movements: [...]
Argus the Fractal Ant, that craggy anchorite, uttered only twelve worlds in his whole life, all of them in the instant before his death. “I have never known a man,” said he, “more jackrabbit than ravine cold cuts.” And jabbed defiant antennae at an unfeeling sky, and gurgled, and died.
There were three in attendance that [...]
You know how, in the old Road Runner cartoons, Wile E Coyote, in hot pursuit, would routinely careen off the side of a cliff and then spend ten seconds running through thin air before he realized that there was nothing under his feet? And then fall? That’s Hillary Clinton’s campaign, more or less — except [...]
My mom was (gently) admonishing me the other day for all the filthy language I use on this blog. I am, needless to say, mortified. I had no idea she was even reading this thing. So I will definitely be treading more carefully from now on.
However — it’ll be difficult to ditch the epithets entirely, [...]
… but Mr Heston is perhaps best known for his role in the 1981 masterpiece, Planet of the Ten Commandments, in which he first uttered those immortal words: “Let my people go, you damn dirty apes!“
Came across this building while I was walking around DC the other day. It looks like something Dali would have designed, if he’d been an architect:
I’m sure there’s some sort of profound metaphor to draw out of this (the futility of human endeavor? our sagging moral standing in the world? the slow-motion disaster of age?), [...]
It is impossible to be cynical, even fake-cynical, about Barack Obama. He inspires me like no other public figure ever has.
When I first started working in DC, one of the first things I noticed was how nasty your average Starbucks customer is down here. You see it over and over again: the guy who stands in line oozing impatience, ostentatiously checking his watch, sighing loudly, staring daggers at helpless barristas. I was saddened by it. [...]
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