Archive for November 2011
I have to agree with Jack Spatafora (“When’s The Last Time You Threw A Snowball?”) that we shouldn’t suppress our inner child. No matter how old you grow, you can stay young at heart. A Twilight Zone episode “Kick the Can” does a take on this theme. Charles, a resident of a retirement home remembers the... Read more »
Herman Cain Has had to explain And gingerly handle A sordid sex scandal.
Willard Mitt Romney, Whose positions are omni, Triangulates by wind direction What will win him an election.
At the National Gallery in London, nine of the paintings of Leonardo da Vinci are currently on exhibit. If you plan on going, you have until February to see them. But you won’t see Leonardo’s most iconic painting, the Mona Lisa—unless you include on your itinerary a visit to the Louvre in Paris. You will find... Read more »
Newt Gingrich Likes anything rich. Like a Tiffany bill At half a mil.
The city lights are dimmed and shadows fall. A lady’s gone who was beloved by all. A gallant lady, elegant and kind. A gracious lady with a lively mind. We all will mourn for losing her awhile, But soon rejoice remembering her smile.
One of the great enigmas of America’s ethos is a national anthem that very few people can easily sing. When Congress voted in 1931 to officially make The Star-Spangled Banner our national anthem, I doubt very many of those senators or representatives could sing it on key. The fact that a lawyer named Francis Scott Key... Read more »
There are some things I can’t explain. The breath of life, the thinking brain. The ocean depth, the distant sky. The evolution of the eye. Republicans immune to charity And Justin Bieber’s popularity.
There’s no question that Republicans today are a unified party. Or more accurately, a uniform party. They walk in lockstep. They have identical talking-points. Their political discourse is boilerplate, cookie-cutter free market private enterprise conservatism. Their ideal Republican is Ronald Reagan. And their guiding light, the North Star in their firmament, is Grover Norquist. Grover Norquist is perhaps most famous... Read more »
At the Lincoln Park Zoo There’s a primate who’s new And her mom’s a gorilla named Bana. You may come and coo coo When they put her on view, But the protocol is: No banana!