ON MATTERS OF DUBIOUS INTEREST
The funeral and the obsequies were beyond belief. When they carved open Trump’s corpulent body, out popped Stephen Miller, angry, crying, spewing venom about minorities. Who knew the president was carrying such a depraved creature? Apparently the blue wave did him in, fomenting a stroke, the doctors said, due to his uncontrolled rage over the election results. Continue reading “Post-mortem on Trump”
Thus spoke the great philosopher George Santayana in 1905, and his words have always gotten wide currency. I almost took it for the epigraph to Trumpworld Begins because it so powerfully expresses that we learned nothing from the lunatic’s first term.
In 2016 many seemed unable to predict the future or learn from the past, but some of us did read the handwriting on the wall. Continue reading “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”
The arch could still be stopped in its tracks; the ballroom maybe not. Because it is an affront to everything classical and tasteful in DC’s monuments, it should be rapidly torn down and the East Wing of the White House restored.
Will the Dems and a new Congress have the balls to do this? Will the Trumpian monstrosities prevail? Oliver Wainright, The Guardian’s architecture critic, last month had some pregnant thoughts on the mutilation of Washington that must not continue. Continue reading “Should Dems Win, Ballroom Must Be the First Thing to Go”
The sick lunatic who is our president is trying to pull another fast one, this time on DC’s East Potomac Golf Course, a national treasure. Like his takeover grab for the Kennedy Center. Now 500 old historic trees are down so he can build another Trump golf course. A fierce legal battle is on, and the judge is angry. Continue reading “The Trees”
It’s easy to get tired of writing about Trump. I used to write a lot about jazz but got taken over by a fascination with political disasters and outrage. I’m too old and divorced from the jazz scene now, but here are some great jazz photos you may not have seen. They show the vibrancy of a music that once reflected the art and soul of America. Continue reading “Remembering Jazz”
What follows is a meditation on getting old attributed to Clint Eastwood but in fact seems to be written by its poster, Ed Davidson. The piece has gotten a ton of downloads because it’s so true.
Of course there’s a good deal more to getting old, as this 92-year-old can testify. For me, the physical decline dominates though your brain does weird, squiggly, surprising things too. I’ll talk about that later. Continue reading “Aging is not gentle.”
Of all Trump’s depraved doings, this one has really captured the public’s attention and ire. It’s a personal slap in the face to JFK and his memory, to the arts, to Washington. It has gotten national attention and has truly galvanized the District.
I lived and worked in DC for about eight years. It was an extraordinary town then, with plenty of problems, yes, and Trump is now doing all he can to destroy it. Continue reading “Chaos at the Kennedy Center”
Trumpworld Begins will not please everybody since it’s my contentious perspective on the madness in Trump’s first term. Anyhow, here are some reactions from a friend. Now, please make your move and buy a copy here (US) or here (Mexico). Thank you. Continue reading “One Reader’s Reaction”
My friend John Velie lives in Minneapolis and part-time in Oaxaca. He tells us graphically how ICE has lately changed its tactics but not its strategy. Continue reading “The Minneapolis Story Continues”
To no one’s great surprise, Kim Jong Un recently denounced U.S. actions in Iran, calling them acts of state-sponsored terrorism and aggression.
Eight years earlier at their first meeting, it was all happy hokum, or so Trump thought. He actually believed Kim was ready to give up his nukes. My observations on this are now published in Trumpworld Begins, which I hope you will buy here (US) or here (Mexico). Continue reading “The Worm Turns”
Don: You know they’re giving us a lot of crap about our “relationship.”
Natalie: The media has no respect for what you do or who you are. I just want to do whatever I can to help you do your job, Binkie. You’re like a father to me. My real one killed himself. Continue reading “Natalie and Don Talk It Over”