From today’s Washington Post, this headline: “
February 22, 2002
(An Older and Whiter) Shade of Pale…?
“An 81-year-old woman who arrived in court Thursday in a wheelchair plotted to
Wrong place, Bubs (and please, don’t touch anything)
Attention Googlers: There are no pictures of naked Victorian children on this site. In fact, there are no naked pictures, period (okay, there was that one of the Indian woman breastfeeding a monkey…and the Ashcroft photo, in which our Attorney General is dwarfed by a giant pewter nipple — but these are not the kinds of things you’re looking for, I take it. I do have some risqu
Beorgan Cwalu
The WSJ “Opinion Journal’s” Peggy Noonan Rand Simberg notes, Noonan misfires on the origins of The Rumsfeld Machismo Bottling Co. (she claims Rumsfeld’s “a WASP wartime consigliere”): Peggy, Peggy, Peggy…. A man with a name like ‘Rumsfeld,’ a WASP? Sorry, Margaret, but Rumsfeld is not an anglo-saxon name. Don’s a kraut. The German ‘feld’ is probably ‘field.’ I’m not sure what ‘rums’ would mean. Maybe it means that he comes
“Read My Lips….”
On Shays-Meehan, The National Review’s a rosier look: National politics will survive the Shays-Meehan campaign finance reform bill, which passed the House last week and is likely to become law soon. If it curbs money in politics at all, the effect will probably be slight. And Republicans shouldn’t be alarmed despite House Speaker Dennis Hastert’s claim that Shays-Meehan could produce Armageddon for them. In truth, there’s a better chance the
Axis Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Europe
Lee Bockhorn on the column, he can tell you everything you’d ever want to know about your G-spot. And by “G-spot,” Bockhorn means…Germany, is it…?
