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.
Begun, the self-sabotage has.
We are better than what happened to us.
I really need to listen to more of The Roots.
My favorite Talking Heads song.
For those of you who are jazz fans—and we can’t be friends if you are not—be sure to check out Stefano Bollani, who is quite talented.
Wanted: Quality control at Urbana-Champaign.
And not a moment too soon.
In which an entire country contemplates suicide.
Taking the fight to Jerry Brown—and winning.
Just be sure to keep your chuckles rueful.
The state of Hope and Change.
The knives are out, so there is probably going to be a Clinton presidential campaign.
Why do people insist on adoring Eric Hobsbawm?
Prepare for more disappointment.
Music of the moment.
More lost e-mails? Say it ain’t so!
I tried to write this Swiftly.