Friday afternoon Gretchen put through a call from Mark Sanford, former Republican governor of South Carolina, nationally recognized defender of conservative values, renowned hiking enthusiast and noted aficionado of Argentine firecrackers. Sanford: Hello? Is this Tom Collins? Tom: Yes, governor, it is. Sanford: I… um… Rand Paul tells me your first consultation is… uh… Tom:… Continue reading Mark Sanford’s Weiner Problem
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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
North Korea’s Fearless Leaders’ Chicken Nephew
Earlier this afternoon, Cerise and I were lying in bed at my home in Great Falls, Virginia with all the windows open enjoying the marvelous brisk spring air and sunny weather, combined with the afterglow of a black truffle omelette, Dom Pérignon champagne blood orange mimosa and Beluga caviar brunch, with its natural consequents, when… Continue reading North Korea’s Fearless Leaders’ Chicken Nephew
Of Wetbacks, Moose Eaters, and Congressman Don Young
Bright and early this Friday morning, I received a call from United States Congressman Don Young – don’t fret if you have never heard of him, because before he distinguished himself during a candid interview on radio station KRBD this week, Don was the sole member of the House of Representatives for the state of… Continue reading Of Wetbacks, Moose Eaters, and Congressman Don Young
Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound
Gretchen demands at least one Saturday a month off from work, and to be honest, I’m sort of glad she does. For me, this particular Saturday afternoon, as it turned out, was just myself at my home in Great Falls, Virginia, with nobody there for company but my cat, Twinkle. My girlfriend, Cerise, had decided… Continue reading Echoes of Rand Paul’s Filibuster Continue to Resound