February, 2018 archive
“Then Came a Stranger” 0
Tony Norman tells The Parable of the Evangelical Leaders and Their Grand Bargain.
Imagine . . . 0
Bret Stephens plays “imagine.” A snippet:
Would conservative pundits and politicians:
(a) Praise President Clinton for abandoning her old habits of secrecy and standing strong on the side of transparency in government?
(b) Call for her impeachment on grounds that she had compromised national security for shamelessly self-serving political reasons?
Imagine, too, that after firing James Comey for insufficient loyalty, President Clinton had asked the deputy director of the FBI how he had voted in the election in an Oval Office meeting. Imagine, in this same connection, that the effort to oust the deputy director was only a warm-up to getting rid of the deputy attorney general, a well-regarded, straight-shooting Democrat who had appointed the special counsel looking into Clinton’s Russia ties.
Follow the link for more imaginings.
QOTD 0
S. S. Van Dine in the voice of Philo Vance:
“You remember everything, don’t you? An admirable gift, even if an uncomfortable one.”
Van Dine, S. S., The Benson Murder Case (New York: Scribners, 1983) p. 20.
Disciples of Trump 0
Chauncey Devega asks a question.
Why do white, right-wing Christian evangelicals support Donald Trump?
He then answers in a typically long, tightly-reasoned post. I urge you to follow the link and read what he wrote.
Tales of the Trumpling: Snapshots of Trickle-Down Trumpery 0
Oh, my.
Tuimauga reportedly said, “This is what happens when you bring black people around here” and continued to beat Horne as the Lyft driver went to park two houses away and call 911. The driver claimed he saw the victim try to get up and walk, but fall to the ground again. Tuimauga allegedly took the bat and returned to the house.
Medics took Horne to Harborview Medical Center, where doctors removed parts of his cranium to relieve the pressure of his swelling brain, according to the incident report.
“An Armed Society Is a Polite Society” 0
Practice politeness doggedly.
The worry set in and Harrell followed Tucker’s brother Jinx into the nearby woods. That is when she saw Tucker’s lifeless body laying on the ground.
“He has one in the leg and two in the stomach. One in the chest and one in the ear. All I could do is cry. I carried him back up here. Shot five times at close range,” Harrell said.
