We may have reached the end of Twitter. Yesterday came a bunch of maladies, which I won’t list because my interest is not in deciphering what might be the disturbances.
The great character actor Alan Arkin died recently. This is a great tribute to his definitive performance in one of the few movies to improve upon a great stage play:.
This is the grave of Howard Johnson. Born in Boston in 1897, Johnson grew up fairly poor. His father had a cigar business, but I gather he wasn't doing super.
This is the week that the last two major figures of the great generation of bluegrass musicians that started in the 1950s died. Probably the most important of the two.
The judiciary, no less than the other branches, is bound by the Constitution, including the separation of powers it establishes directly and implicitly. As Jamelle Bouie observes, the most significant.
The owner is imposing limits on free Twitter speech. I am posting screen grabs rather than tweets because it appears that multiple things are going wrong. People started getting "rate.
It strikes me that the story below would, in the Before Time, have been the greatest single scandal in the history of American presidential elections, and possibly in the history.
This is the grave of Samuel Smith. Born in 1752 in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, Smith grew up in the mercantile world of the late colonies, mostly in Baltimore, where his family.
