Roger Stone’s To-Do List
Get top hats added to the official prison uniform. Renew friendship with Paul Manafort. Publish cellmate’s pornographic emails. Get a prison tattoo of Trump’s face on my chest and freshen up Nixon tattoo on my back. Declare myself a hydra. Open a tailoring business for bespoke orange jumpsuits. Deny having anything to do with the release of cellmate’s pornographic emails. Threaten a fellow inmate with certain death and then pontificate for 45 minutes about how all death is certain. Take…
Ten Rules for Your Visit to the Politics-Free Zone
Dancing With the Devil
Unqualified and Unfit
We’re Being Robbed
Lindsey Graham is a Fool’s Fool
We Can Win This Thing
I’m sick to death of hearing people pontificate about how maybe we aren’t ready for another female at the top of the ticket, about how it would be safer to go with the status quo and pick a candidate who looks like almost every other candidate we’ve ever nominated. We are ready. I promise you, we are.
Your Boyfriend’s Back
Joe Biden is like that old boyfriend who keeps wanting to give your relationship one more chance. You like him. You have some good memories of your time together. But you no longer feel any passion for him. He’s a particular guy from a particular time in your life. He represents the past, not the future.
What Were They Thinking?
Charles Kushner does not need editorial space in the Washington Post to make his voice heard. He is plenty wealthy and connected enough to speak out on his own. But it’s because he has such wealth and connections that he gets the privilege of writing for a major national newspaper. A person born and raised with lesser means would never get the same opportunity.