"If Vice President Cheney were here, he'd tell you all to go fuck yourself!"
It was the perfect setup for an op-ed article: the release, between the Democratic and Republican conventions, of Alien vs.
From its inception, the AIDS pandemic has generated extraordinary expressions of sadness and anger. The sadness is easy to understand.
I have witnessed what Bernard Lewis, and later Samuel Huntington, designated the "clash of civilizations" between Christendom and Islam up close in at least two wars.
Isaiah Berlin once told his biographer, Michael Ignatieff, that "I have a natural tendency to gossip, to describing things, to noticing things, to interest in human beings and their characters, t
Bush is being sold as a no-nonsense leader. So much for truth in advertising.
Most teachers delight at being remembered by their former students. But when the student is Dick Cheney, it can be embarrassing.
Consider the case of Dr. H. Bradford Westerfield.
"Republicans In Name Only."
This article is excerpted from Gore Vidal's latest book, Imperial America, just published by Nation Books.
I've been in New York a week now, watching the city prepare for the Republican National Convention and the accompanying protests.
For well over a decade now, right-wingers and Republicans have heaped insult, lies and slander on liberals and Democrats, who responded for the most part by becoming starchy, self-doubting and de
Didn't John Kerry ever read about rope-a-dope? Karl Rove must be kicking his heels with merriment at the way the horse-faced son of Boston is tangling himself up in the Swift Boat comedy.
Is the United States--as so many have said, in celebration or dismay--a planet-mastering empire or not? The question presses upon us as George W.
This piece first appeared in different form in Billionaires for Bush: How to Rule the World for Fun and Profit (Thunder's Mouth Press).
"I am angry that so many sons of the powerful and well placed...managed to wangle slots in Reserve and National Guard units." --Colin Powell on the Vietnam War, in My American Journey
Just as Roger Clemens can be counted on to fire heat, our national pastime inevitably waves the flag in times of national stress.
It was a bomb that started the whole thing--an image of one anyway.
When New York City was announced as the site of the Republican National Convention back in January 2003, it seemed an odd choice of location.