10 Good Things in America on Independence Day 2018
I usually criticize what’s going on in America. And there’s no question our problems still could overwhelm us. But for Independence Day 2018, here are 10 Good Things:
I usually criticize what’s going on in America. And there’s no question our problems still could overwhelm us. But for Independence Day 2018, here are 10 Good Things:
I was here for a single weekend, most of it spent outside London at a friend’s house in Hampshire – gin-and-tonics on the lawn, roast lamb on Sunday, a parade of wellington boots in the room adjoining the kitchen, in short, English country life at its most recognizable – but an evening in London did the devil’s work of adumbrating the shape of evil
Chef Garret, in the first podcast of a series, explains the fundamentals of a classic Italian dish that is simple in conception but far from simple in execution.
Then, in 1936, comes My Man Godfrey, a romantic comedy of near-Shakespearean richness that turns around speculator-turned-bum-turned-butler Godfrey Parke. My touchstones of comparison are As You Like It, Measure for Measure, and A Midsummer Night’s Dream, all of which resonate in this marvelous movie.
Why Anthony Kennedy’s resignation matters–and why it doesn’t.
The wise men of 1787, as suspicious of the absolutism of an entrenched elite as they were of mob rule (which they called democracy), never intended the Supreme Court to hold ultimate or absolute authority over decisions made by all American governments.
The Supreme Court, supposedly designed as a check on arbitrary government, has been a force for tyranny since the days of John Marshall.
The Donald’s timing was perfect given the hysterics about children “separated” from border-jumping parents, not least the media’s lie about the little girl in the photograph. On Friday, he reminded the worthies of the media and real Americans in the room that illegal aliens “permanently separate” too many Americans from their families by killing them.
“A paradise can only ever accommodate one person,” says Andrea, a Sicilian of uncertain occupation who spends most of his time in Australia. “Imagine sharing it with someone like me.”