My crusty retired neighbor caught me on the way home. “I assume you are not working,” he said.
I’m beginning my third day of furlough as the federal government is shut down.
Pope Francis must have only a few months to live or something.
It’s Explosion Week here in America. If you’re keeping score, that’s one terrorist attack in Massachusetts and one industrial accident in Texas.
By sheer happenstance and by wishing for it on a busy morning at Hamburg Inn No. 2, we were seated at the table Ronald Reagan sat at in 1992.
Of interest to the curious part of me are news stories about how the Holy See selects a new pope.
I keep coming back to something I saw on the news about the sequester and its effects on national parks.
I wonder if, just as every Apple CEO from now on will have to pull on a black turtleneck once a month and demonstrate electronic gadgets like some kind of avant-garde door-to-door vacuum cleaner salesman, the new president of Venezuela will have to wear a red Oxford shirt for a three-hour television rant every Sunday.
All the “animosity” between Hugo Chavez’s Venezuela and the United States didn’t stop them from selling oil to us, or us from buying it.
How charming to think that Americans dash out to the nearest museum or national park to learn about presidents on President’s Day.
In his 1991 book Baghdad Without a Map, Tony Horwitz, a freelance journalist who lived in the Middle East during the 1980s, wrote about visiting Saddam Hussein’s Iraq before the Persian Gulf War.
My brother once observed, “You’re only as safe as I am sane.”
Now that this election is over, it seems like a lot of time, effort, and money to maintain the status quo.
The polling station had a bit of line when I got there first thing, but it was gone when I left.
I submit this to article from The Atlantic, “Why I Refuse to Vote for Barack Obama” by Conor Friedersdorf to my friends and relatives (particularly my uncle), many of whom are good liberals justifiably terrified by the prospect of Mitt Romney (and whatever he stands for) and his conservative comrades entering the White House.
In swing-state, first-caucus-in-the-nation Iowa, the presidential election has been going on since 2011. And tomorrow it will be over. Thank heavens.
While traveling through Ronald Reagan Airport in Washington, D.C. this week I wondered, what’s it like to be an air traffic controller there?
People who complain about the lack of “specifics” from presidential candidates are never specific about which specifics they want to hear.
A story on NPR about research into motivating teachers got my attention. Researchers experimented with offering Chicago-area teachers different types of bonuses to see how they affected student performance (as measured by test scores).
During presidential election years the news media treats us to repeated reminders about why we should care about Florida.