Saturday evening, after dinner at Del Campo in Chinatown (which paradoxically features South American cuisine, by the way), Cerise, having been given two free tickets by a friend serendipitously connected with the show, and having subsequently promised to go as a personal favor to that individual, went with me to see The Orginalist at Arena… Continue reading Big Brother’s Minions Fear Congress Will Be Un-PATRIOT-ic
Yesterday afternoon, Dr. Margaret Scheisshower, Senior Deputy Assistant for Policy to President Barack Obama, paid me a visit. She demonstrated her forthright nature by striding into my office and selecting the chair positioned directly in front of my desk. “Mr. Collins,” she opened in a well modulated contralto with a slight Chicago accent, “the Administration… Continue reading Edward Snowden – Raskolnikov, Robin Hood or Rat?
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!