Former DNC CEO too Pathetically Naive to be Guilty

Today, Cerise and I attended a memorial service for the great-grandmother of Cerise’s graduate school thesis advisor, with whom she afterward became a close friend.  Consequently, being almost like family, Cerise merited an invitation to great granny’s farewell, and I, being Cerise’s Significant Other, could not refuse to accompany Cerise to the ceremony.  The occasion itself being a remembrance… Continue reading Former DNC CEO too Pathetically Naive to be Guilty

Ted Cruz and the Natural Born Hypocrites

After dinner at Rasika followed by a night of club hopping in Adams Morgan, Cerise and I slept late this morning.  I prepared breakfast in bed – duck eggs Benedict, featuring freshly made hollandaise sauce and grilled New Zealand fern fiddle heads with organic Canadian bacon, accompanied by hand-squeezed Barcelona blood orange and Veuve Clicquot… Continue reading Ted Cruz and the Natural Born Hypocrites

Mitch McConnell, Ashley Judd and the Three Stooges of Progress Kentucky

Last night, Cerise and I went dancing at the Spanish Ballroom, which is located in Glen Echo Park, Maryland.  Glen Echo Park is the only US National Park dedicated to the arts, and yes, they have a couple of genuine Department of Interior park rangers there, too – with those green park ranger uniforms and… Continue reading Mitch McConnell, Ashley Judd and the Three Stooges of Progress Kentucky

Sequestration – A Terrible Idea Whose Time Has Come

Dumfry and Dean are identical twins.  When they were but six weeks old, their mother died in an automobile accident where the car she was riding in was hit from behind by a large truck, causing her to be thrown out through the windshield from the front passenger seat and subsequently run over by passing police cruiser, which… Continue reading Sequestration – A Terrible Idea Whose Time Has Come

Romney Trains to be a Master Debater, But Can’t Get a Grip

Relaxing at home today after a grueling one hundred and twenty-two point seven-five hour week, I might have forgiven myself for ignoring the telephone.  On the other hand, every single one of those hours was billed at my fully loaded rate, and I didn’t get into a hay-making situation like that by being some kind… Continue reading Romney Trains to be a Master Debater, But Can’t Get a Grip