Hashtag #Batty Billionaire’s New Toy

My home landline telephone number is not widely known. Generally, it gets passed around very judiciously among certain members of Washington’s insider elites, accompanied by advice that calling my office is considered decidedly more preferable. Members of my immediate family have it too, however, and very occasionally, I receive a call from somebody they know.… Continue reading Hashtag #Batty Billionaire’s New Toy

Ajit Seeks to Avoid Eating Humble Pai

With inflation continuing to rise, the Federal Reserve considering an interest rate hike to do something about it, shortages of food, energy, automobiles and even microchips popping up everywhere, workers resigning from their jobs and refusing to find other ones, global supply chains ubiquitously malfunctioning, Joe Biden less popular than any other modern president, the… Continue reading Ajit Seeks to Avoid Eating Humble Pai

Ars Gratia Artis – at Half a Million Dollars a Pop

Looks like my misgivings about the Delta variant were, unfortunately, well-founded, and over the last three weeks, my continued preference for working from my home office in Great Falls, Virginia has proved as prudent as I originally suspected it would be. Although actually, since I own my office suite in downtown Washington DC, I have… Continue reading Ars Gratia Artis – at Half a Million Dollars a Pop

A Spectre is Haunting America and Its Name is Stupidity

The global coronavirus pandemic has fully arrived in the United States in general and the Washington DC metropolitan area in particular. Breaking with our usual local traditions regarding foreign visitors, however, we did not throw it a parade. And while its arrival did not completely reduce Washington to a ghost town, the streets of the… Continue reading A Spectre is Haunting America and Its Name is Stupidity

Pence the Possible Patsy for a Plague

Thursday evening after work, I stopped by the Round Robin Bar, as I often do. About halfway through my Macallan 18 on the rocks, Higganbotham slid into the booth next to me and tossed an envelope on the cocktail table. “Count it,” he said. I knew Higganbotham, as most Beltway insiders do, as a notorious… Continue reading Pence the Possible Patsy for a Plague