Here is a site dedicated to news updates about the slavery reparations movement. As you’d expect, some of the top site searches include “Britney Spears” and “NASCAR”. (Okay, Johnnie Cochran’s suing NASCAR, so I get that one — but did the Reverend Sharpton cook and eat Britney or something? Oliver?) [update: here’s a piece by Sarah A. Maserati on “Vindicating Yale,” NRO].

Heading off to a Rockies game with the wife and a coupla friends. Sunburn. Indigestion. Dehydration. And a perfunctory Rockies loss. Yup. [update: and by “perfunctory Rockies loss,” what I meant was “a thrilling Rockies victory.” But then you already knew that….]

A superhero needs a slogan. So I came up with this one: “I know you ain’t trying to mess with my bitches, fool…” Build your own hero here.

A superhero needs a slogan. So I came up with this one: “I know you ain’t trying to mess with my bitches, fool…” Build your own hero here.

In 1974, or thereabouts, my parents sent me off to Camp Mildale, a Jewish day camp sprung from a cleft in one of Maryland

“Nevada offers Nuclear License Plates.” Instant collectibles.

“High profile attorney Johnnie Cochran is taking on NASCAR, claiming the sanctioning body has a monopoly over stock car racing,” ESPN reports. God I hate that guy. And I don’t even follow NASCAR.

“High profile attorney Johnnie Cochran is taking on NASCAR, claiming the sanctioning body has a monopoly over stock car racing,” ESPN reports. God I hate that guy. And I don’t even follow NASCAR.

Some Halls of Fame I can

Some final notes on the D.C. “Peace-through-Ignorance, Hatred, and Oddly Place Piercings” rally — this time from some magazines located left of center: Sarah Wildman’s “Protesting Too Much,” (TNR) and Richard Just’s “Upping the Anti” (TAP). …Just a quick observation: If you’re marching for “peace” and the The American-Freakin’-Prospect thinks you’re a bit creepy, cooky, and altogether ooky…well, it’s time to get yourself fixed, if you know what I mean.