This will be a national race, run from central command and control, using stealth cash. All well and good to wonder how the Obama campaign can fare against the hidden Sith Lords. But what about poor Congresswoman Jane Doe, Anytown U.S.A.? How does SHE compete against the Rovian Hand and near-infinite supplies of cash?
When Upton Sinclair wrote that seminal muckraking novel The Jungle, published in 1906, he later reflected on its national impact thusly: "I aimed at the public's heart, and by accident I hit it in the stomach."
You might notice that it only took fourteen years (1891 to 1905) for the stench from Interior to become so foul that the forest lands they originally managed were explicitly withdrawn and transferred to the Forest Service.
The soundtrack emphasizes the sizzle sound. And they even cop to it. "And what gets your juices flowing." Ivan Pavlov must be chuckling. Now, they ring the bell, and WE drool.
I’ve got a stack of books I am reading and two websites I am redesigning right now, so I haven’t been posting at all for the past few weeks. I did want to alert readers to a Good Read that was just released today, former Senator Bill Bradley’s new book, We Can All Do Better. I am about half way through my review copy and have to say it’s one of the best and most inspiring political books I...
That is Romney's APPROACH to law. That is his understanding of it. If you’re willing to pay the fine, fine. If you get in trouble, you know that in America, enough money turns the tables on the courts, when the Defendant has far more resources available than the harried local police, prosecutor’s office and court.
Down in Cave Junction, Oregon, a brave family of castaways makes do without any understanding of the society of the 20th and 21st centuries. Oddly straddling the worlds of legitimate science and the world of crank science; "education reform" and "edumacashun," they eke out a meager existence only backed by the shadowy zillionaires of the Club for Growth and Long Island political computer crank Robert Mercer. And they're running for Congress. Again.
By Walter Brasch She quietly walked into the classroom from the front and stood there, just inside the door, against a wall. I continued my lecture, unaware of her presence until my students’ eyes began focusing upon her rather than me. “Yes?” I asked. Just “yes.” Nothing more. “You shouldn’t have done it,” she said peacefully. I was confused. So she said it again, this time a little sharper. “Ma’am,” I began, but she cut me off. I...
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