I Strained To Remember Where I Was

A Friendship Between Reporter And Source Lasts Only Until It Is Profitable For One To Betray The Other.

Wooing The Press Is An Exercise Roughly Akin To Picnicking With A Tiger. You Might Enjoy The Meal, But The Tiger Always Eats Last.

When I Need To Work Up My Nerve To Write A Tough Column, I Try To Think Of Myself As Emma Peel In A Black Leather Catsuit.

Obama Also Allowed Hillary Supporters To Insert An Absurd Statement Into The Platform Suggesting That Media Sexism Spurred Her Loss And That “demeaning Portrayals Of Women ... Dampen The Dreams Of Our Daughters.” ... It Would Have Been Better To Put This Language In The Platform: “a Woman Who Wildly Mismanages And Bankrupts A Quarter-of-a-billion-dollar Campaign Operation, And Then Blames Sexism In Society, Will Dampen The Dreams Of Our Daughters.”

The Mayans Were Right, As It Turns Out, When They Predicted The World Would End In 2012. It Was Just A Select World: The G.o.p. Universe Of Arrogant, Uptight, Entitled, Bossy, Retrogressive White Guys. [...] Instead Of Smallpox, Plagues, Drought And Conquistadors, The Republican Decline Will Be Traced To A Stubborn Refusal To Adapt To A World Where Poor People And Sick People And Black People And Brown People And Female People And Gay People Count.