Regular readers of this Web log would probably not be surprised to learn that I know Q. Actually, it would be surprising if they were surprised to learn that I know Q. In fact, I’ve known Q for years, and there are a couple of common misconceptions about him that I feel I should correct,… Continue reading Deep State Blues – Q’s Clues Confuse Adults with Preschool Intellects
Another working Saturday for Gretchen and me – booked solid from six in the morning until well into the evening. And on top of that, there was someone who had been calling to ask for an initial consultation since early Thursday morning whom Gretchen simply had not been able to squeeze in. We discussed it… Continue reading Nixon’s Ghost Stalks the West Wing – Trump Thinks It’s the Concierge
Early this afternoon, Merdoso Donnato Pompino, representing the Fédération Internationale de Football Association, paid me a visit for a consultation. Obviously still on Naples time, he arrived twenty minutes late, and obviously a completely self-absorbed, if obviously aging jock, he nevertheless spent another ten trying to get Gretchen’s telephone number. What the hell, as far… Continue reading FIFA Fie Fo Fum! An Evil Giant Bumbles, Stumbles and Falls
At a two fifty-five on Friday afternoon, as I concluded a lengthy consultation with a Slovenian economist on ways to avoid his country becoming the next Cyprus, Gretchen rang my extension. “Mr. Collins,” she primly stated, “your brother-in-law Hank and his sister-in-law, Shannon, have arrived and wish to meet with you at your earliest opportunity.”… Continue reading Patriots and Phone Taps and PRISM, Oh My!
Last night, Cerise and I attended a Ravel concert by the National Symphony Orchestra at the Kennedy Center. But before that, we had a dinner date at the Capitol Grille on Pennsylvania Avenue, where I awaited her arrival at a table for two. Then, more or less out of nowhere, Hoffmann appeared. He’s a successful… Continue reading DOJ Scandals Test Whether Eric Holder is a Quitter