Month: February 2018
How much more Milbank could this be? I pray the answer is none, none more Milbank, because, like Scott's equally disturbing search for Peak Clizza, it's too horrifying to contemplate.
As a casual student of American food faddism, something that is still more than alive and well today (Yes, it's an amazing coincidence that a sizable percentage of the educated.
Every now and then, someone wonders in comments why I obsess about the Civil War and referring to it as Treason in Defense of Slavery, a term it should be.
I'm so old that I remember a time (about a year ago or so) when pointing out that certain nationally prominent GOP figures were literally neo-Nazi sympathizers would have occasioned.
In the most recent LGM podcast, Scott, Erik and I talk NFL football. Specifically, we begin.
The NYT has sent two of its crack reporters to an obscure west coast town to report on its inscrutable nature: For all its successes, Los Angeles has not developed.
This is the grave of Al Haig. Unfortunately born in Bala Cynwyd, Pennsylvania in 1924, Haig grew up in a staunch Republican family. He really wanted to be a military.