Legal humor here. “The thing is, we’re both angry. Which is why, I think it would be a bad idea to ask a perfect stranger to make the decision for us.” “It wasn’t an aggressive honk. I think he was trying to be supportive. And, really, three BMWs in one day is going to look…
Two geniuses at work: insert Tab “A” in Slot “B”
I’ve been reading Stanislaw Ulam’s autobiography, Adventures of a Mathematician, and it’s an excellent read. Despite his brilliance, Ulam hated reading directions. When faced with the challenge of, say, assembling a doll house for his daughter, he knew what to do: call “Johnny” Von Neumann, father of the computer and one of the greatest mathematicians…
Why Can’t Prominence Equal Competence?
David Aaron Miller has a weekly column in Foreign Affairs, which may be half the problem. He is vice president for new initiatives and a distinguished scholar at the Woodrow Wilson International Center for Scholars. But this week’s “Reality Check,” with the omniscient title “Why Obama Failed in the Middle East,” reads like it was…
Roy Haynes—“Green Chimneys”
Roy Haynes Trio at Jazzaldia Donostia, San Sebastian Jazz Festival, Spain. July 2009, with Dave Kikoski, piano, and John Patitucci, bass. Monk named the tune for the avant-garde school attended by his daughter. Some pretty fierce bass from Patitucci. Posted by Soglider.
Pseudo-New Yorker
Legal humor here. “How little—how very little—they all are compared to us. It’s almost frightening.” “Okay, I’m a nude. I’m a nude on a budget. What’s the first thing I’m going to buy? That’s our starting point.” “In three days—four at most—we’ll be ready to walk among them. And then the psychic healing will begin…
Yes, the Republicans are still the stupider party
Sometimes I wonder, but when I do, some idiot invariably sets me right. This time it was Liz Cheney, no mean idiot, with a truly, deeply pathetic wail in the Wall Street Journal, “Republicans, Get Over the 2012 Loss—and Start Fighting Back.” Liz informs us that she is the mother of teenage girls. Well, she…
Can we please discard the junk?
I don’t actively search out articles on Jon Hamm’s penis. They just come to me. And when they do, the banal and unsavory euphemism “junk” invariably appears. Even Andrew Sullivan, who presumably is all—or at least largely—about the cock and balls—uses this tedious cliché. The emotions aroused in us by the contemplation of the culmination…
WMD: The Right Lies Well
The tenth anniversary of the war in Iraq has come and gone. For those of us who always thought that the Bush Administration lied us into a fraudulent war, which they then conducted with stunning and disastrous incompetence (and of course lied about all of that as well), we are, in political terms, remarkably “fortunate”…
Friends don’t let friends write for GQ
Buzz Bissinger has 71 leather jackets and no sense, a fact amply on display in this post making the rounds on the web. Bissinger, fifty-five actin’ fifty-five, demonstrates why old men should be illegal.
Well, you know, New Jersey
Headline in Politico: “New Jersey poll: Chris Christie weight not an issue.” If the home of Tony Soprano won’t elect a fat guy, who will?