Mr. Alternative Reality Goes to Washington

Tuesday evening, I was relaxing at home, alone with my cat Twinkle, reading Harpers, The Atlantic, Scientific American and The Economist when the phone rang. Caller ID showed that it was the cell number of my brother-in-law Hank, from whom, at that point, I had not heard anything in quite some time. Tom: Hank? Hank:… Continue reading Mr. Alternative Reality Goes to Washington

Besieged Sanctuary Cities Contemplate Loss of Federal Manna

First thing this morning, I was visited by Mohammed Lumumba al-Kessommak, a strapping young black Muslim socialist who serves as a public policy adviser to the Association of American Liberal Democratic Mayors. He took the chair placed immediately in front of my desk with an air of grim determination and self-righteous umbrage. “Mr. Collins,” he… Continue reading Besieged Sanctuary Cities Contemplate Loss of Federal Manna

Donald Trump – A Riddle Inside a Mystery Wrapped in an Enigma with Insanity Sauce

Friday was the regular Republican National Committee consultation appointment, and Dick Bilmoer, their premier political policy wonk extraordinaire, was in a state of high dungeon. “Damn it all, Collins!” he bellowed as he flung himself down on the couch in front of the picture window overlooking the White House, “there’s no underestimating the idiocy of… Continue reading Donald Trump – A Riddle Inside a Mystery Wrapped in an Enigma with Insanity Sauce

Obama Snaps, Gives Biden Indigestion at White House Luncheon

To the greatest extent possible, I have been avoiding the company of Democrats since Tuesday. I am, after all, a policy consultant, not a confessor, a psychiatrist, or their mother, but despite that, there has been no shortage of disappointed Democrats wanting to cry on my shoulder this week as if I were one or… Continue reading Obama Snaps, Gives Biden Indigestion at White House Luncheon

Tea Party Loses Mojo; Searching for Grigris to Get it Back

My first consultation after lunch on Friday was Dr. Philomena Poubelle, leader of the Tea Party Institute, a clandestine think-tank headquartered here in Washington.  She was turned out in her usual conservative patriot’s ensemble of a red scarf, white blouse and dark blue pantsuit, and shod with a pair of black Mary Janes.  “Tom,” she… Continue reading Tea Party Loses Mojo; Searching for Grigris to Get it Back