I’ve got a new "Think Again" column called "Kill Me Before I Sing Again," and it’s
My new Nation column is called "Zinn-ophibia at NPR" and it’s
Oh and if you wanted to see Melissa and myself with Bill Moyers a couple of weeks ago, that’s
Now here’s Charles.
CHARLES PIERCE NEWTON. MA.
Hey Doc —
"Bonaparte is away from his wars and his fighting/He is off to a place he can take no delight in."
Weekly WWOZ Pick To Click: "Here Come The Saints" (Big Chief Howard)– Canal, Ramparts, and Iberville Avenues, calling to me on Tuesday, and I’m calling back, telling them how much I love New Orleans.
Part The First:
I’m begging all you people at the Washington Post, take the car keys away from
Part The Second:
I really don’t know what to make of
Part The Third:
And then we have Newsweek which, under the unctuous command of Parson Meacham, has turned into a remarkable combination of conventional pablumand water-color contrarianism. In this week’s episode, the Parsoninforms us that we on the other side can "learn" something from the Tea Party goobers down in Nashville, without specifying what exactly that is. Poll taxes? Birther conspiracies? Vainglorious ignorance? Tell us, Parson. We’re dying to know. (To be entirely fair, there was also this piece describing exactly what a festival for fruitcakes that was. Interesting that the second piece was a "Web Exclusive.") And it also seems that Mr. Hitchens doesn’t like sports very much. Differentstrokes and all, I guess, although I’ll take a drunk in a bar yelling about the Yankees any day over a drunk in a bar yelling about how veddy, veddy marvelous was the invasion of Iraq. However, a while back, I recall Christopher’s explaining the American South to the rest of us, during the course of which he seemed quite charmed by the whole NASCAR culture. As I said, different strokes and all.