I weep for you, YHB said, I deeply sympathize. Oh, wait, no, I don’t.
In Which another piece of advice is flung to the winds, in the hope that the winds will learn something, and if the winds don’t take my advice, then the winds can blow me.
Category: Politics
Who will buy my free advice?
In Which Senator Clinton is visited by James Madison’s ghost, who wears a garland of good ideas he had in life.
responsibility without antecedent
In Which Your Humble Blogger lives, just briefly, in a fantasy world of his own devising
Pundit Makes Blogger Cranky, film at eleven
In Which George F. Will gets so far up Your Humble Blogger’s nose, he’s coming out my ears.
All together now, on five
In Which Your Humble Blogger (and his sisters and his cousins and his aunts) takes the rhetorical ball and runs with it.
More on municipal elections
In Which Your Humble Blogger tries to figure out strategic voting, and can’t.
In league with the … er, women.
In Which we we pull down on the lever/cast our ballots and we endeavor/to improve our country, state, county, town, and school.
Again with the exceptionalism
There’s a bit of a fuss, today, in Left Blogovia about Ann Coulter saying what seem to me to be perfectly straightforward things about her theological beliefs. She is a religious exceptionalist; she believes that things would be much better…
Waste! Fraud! Abuse!
One thing that occurs to me about this S-CHIP business is the extent to which the Republican leadership appears to be mean-spirited. This isn’t anything new; it certainly goes back to Ronald Wilson Reagan and his attitudes towards welfare. The…
Welcome to America; have a towel—made from coal!
Blake Hounshell over at Foreign Policy’s Passport blogs about The guys who matter when it comes to climate change, although it isn’t absolutely clear which guys matter. It might be Hilary Benn, the UK’s Secretary of State for Environment, Food…