Tuesday September 30, 2014
September 25th, 2014
There is something deeply satisfying about the troubles punditry is having in nailing down exactly what's happening in the 2014 elections.
The careful statistical models keep gyrating on the question of whether Republicans will win control of the Senate this November. The prognosticators who rely on their reporting and their guts as well as the numbers are sometimes at odds with the statisticians.
Congress has now temporarily bought into what has become President Obama's war against the terrorist Islamic State. Both the House and Senate have voted limited funds to arm and train Syrian rebels to fight, not against their country's dictator, but against this new brutal peril from the region.
Our famously gaffe-prone vice president, Joe Biden, has outdone himself. He stumbled through not one, not two, but three gaffes in less than 24 hours. For him, that's a personal best, or, more accurately, a personal worst.
You’re sitting in your favorite restaurant one balmy September morning.
Your waitress brings a pot of coffee and a standard 5-ounce cup.
“Would you like cream and sugar with it?” she asks.
You drink your coffee black. And hot. You decline her offer.
Scottish voters have spoken: They are staying.
The union that has weathered 307 years of storms - if you didn't quit right after the Victorian era, you'd think you wouldn't quit at all - has survived a vote on the question of Scottish independence.
When Willie Nelson invites you to get high with him on his bus, you go.
The man is the patron saint of pot, after all, and I'm the poster girl for bad pot trips.
It seemed like a match made in hash heaven.
In case you missed it, our nation's officeholders, current and former, have been working overtime to make us proud.
Ted Cruz threw a histrionic hissy fit in front of Arab Christians. Sarah Palin went to a birthday party where her family reportedly got into a brawl. Mark Sanford emitted a self-pitying aria of romantic angst. Debbie Wasserman Schultz compared some Republicans to wife beaters.
Alicia Keys is a superstar singer who has mostly kept her clothes on and gossip off. So what is she doing in a photo dressed only in a peace sign?
Her answer has to do with the purpose of life. Last month, as she was sickened by grim news - from the shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri, to the toll in Gaza and Syria - a friend of hers lobbed a provocative question about the meaning of our existence: Why are you here?
The House Republicans actually voted with the Democrats to authorize the training and arming of Syrian rebels combating the militant Islamic State. Even though I think it was necessary, such cooperation from the Republicans tends to make me nervous.