Every time I try to write my next column, that sherbet-faced clown in D.C. defeats me.
COLUMN: Big confusion in this household: last week, I interviewed some kid in the mistaken belief that he was a Trump supporter. It turns out that I was wrong. The kid in question actually liked Bernie, he started getting abused on Twitter by rabid Joe Biden supporters, and I felt bad about the whole thing.
Passover is beginning, and it will be a quiet holiday this year.
Bloomberg debated poorly, for sure. But the debates in which he stumbled were little more than spectacles for television.
There is really only one way to serve white wine, which is to open the bottle (or, as we say in my house, “unscrew it”), walk it over to the kitchen sink, and pour it down the drain. Then find a bottle of red, and drink that instead.
Tuesday is the primary, which means one thing around here: our friend Chloe Schlagobers, political correspondent for the New York (bleep), will be heading to South Carolina that night.
For today’s column, I am being joined by Chloe Schlagobers, a reporter for an unnamed daily published in New York City (mostly on-line, but also available on fine silk cloth).
With the stakes so high, the players seem so small.
Now that Michael Davidow has finished his latest novel, he plans to start writing commentary again. Look for his column Radio Free New Hampshire to return to InDepthNH.org starting in the new year.
Leaders are meeting in New Washington to determine food schedules accordingly.