It was 2016. And at the time, the presidential election felt pretty farcical. On one side, you had a former first lady, US senator, and Secretary of State. While Hillary Clinton was subject to many of the criticisms often lobbed at successful, take-charge women, she had years of public
I, Lord Hugo Dastardly, take to virtual quill on this day, the 21st of August, because I feel a solemn duty to make one thing absolutely clear: The buxom, beautiful protagonist of my tome The Orange Man and Me is a fictional character of my own design. I remain blissfully
He came out of nowhere. That’s what it seemed like to much of the country, but the rise of combat vet and oyster farmer Graham Platner seemed pretty sudden to a lot of Maine voters, too. A considerable portion of the electorate finds itself disenchanted with the Democratic establishment,
And so the American semiquincentennial whimpers to a close. Anticlimax hangs awkwardly over the National Mall. I wouldn’t be surprised to see it arrested for attempted algae vandalism before the week is out. It’s a significant milestone—250 years. Or it should be. I have no real expectation