Oh dear …
You may say I’m a dreamer …
Inconvenient truths for the likes of Mearsheimer and Walt.
Also, water is wet.
Just … wow.
Can’t anybody here play this game?
If we can keep our heads about us …
What Chavismo hath wrought.
This is what a total mess looks like.
In which I hold my breath, hoping for calm to prevail.
Just reminding you that the power to tax is the power to destroy.
The White House reports and the White House decides.
And yes, the bad news is rather bad. And depressing.
Face, meet palm. Palm, face. You two will get along great.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of hipsters suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced by facts.
A pick-me-up in every way imaginable.
Horrifying. Just horrifying.
I’m running out of ways to be amazed.
Yes We Can Cut Off Access to Information.
So, this is depressing.
The White House public relations team has yet another crisis to handle.
The celebrity-status days of 2008 were so long ago.
Britain remains great. But there is still work to do and there are still lessons to learn.
So much face. So many palms.
Trouble on the way to the coronation.
I miss Schoolhouse Rock. At least it was accurate.
Don’t get cocky.
No, not THAT one.
Because we need a laugh.
Dear Lord …
Oh, that Joe!
Nothing changes Naomi Klein.
If you like the occasional stiff drink, you’ll hate Scottish independence.
Of war and hucksters.
Sometimes, history doesn’t repeat.
So, now I count three great interpreters of the Goldberg Variations: Glenn Gould, Charles Rosen and Jeremy Denk.
Meet my very strange political bedfellow. She works at the New York Times.
Sometimes, the political class comes up with classy people.
All just a little bit of history repeating.
is listening to jazz.
The foreign policy success story that isn’t.
This is what a genuine imperial presidency looks like.
A hilarious and scary account of Russian-American relations.