Every election is a new opportunity to discover more unpleasant realities about our fellow citizens. And, if Günter Grass’s Crabwalk is any indication, we should have been prepared for recurring…
“No matter what you think of Trump’s social policies, he will everyone in this room rich. That’s why I voted for him—I want to make you rich. You’re welcome.” “But…
“You know what, sometimes it seems to me we’re living in a world that we fabricate for ourselves. We decide what’s good and what isn’t, we draw maps of meanings…
Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead is so good, it makes you mad. And of course, the narrator, an “eccentric recluse” in a remote Polish village, has…
“A speaker at Trump’s MSG rally said Puerto Rico was a floating island of garbage.” “Sure. But you have to understand the context.” “I doubt that. But, okay, I’ll bite,…
“I find, as I get older, my appreciation for boxes increases.” “Boxes? You mean like gift boxes?” “No. Standard cardboard. Like the double-corrugated, eight-fold, 14-gauge box you have here. That’s…
“I think I’ll vote for Trump.” “Sir? I asked if you want fries with that.” “We’ve been slammed with all this politics stuff for years now, and I am sick…
Dennis Quaid is in Reagan and The Substance in the same year!
The two-term conundrum in American politics.