A Troubling Chant on the Convention Floor—By Jack Hitt (Harper’s Magazine)

This is July third, right? So, why am I hearing a loud, extended bout of fireworks somewhere; loud enough to make Diego bark incessantly? Shouldn’t a lot of loud booms be making people nervous around here, or  [more...]

I am hung over this morning. Well, it was Easter yesterday, and it seemed like tradition to indulge a bit last night as I watched Leo McGarry’s funeral. I had some SweeTart Jelly Beans. As my aunt says, these are  [more...]