I cried when they shot Medgar EversTears ran down my spineAnd I cried when they shot Mr. KennedyLike I’d lost a brother of mineBut Malcom X got what was comingHe got what he asked for this timeSo love me, love me, love meI’m a liberal! — Phil Ochs Charlie Kirk was shot yesterday shortly after […]
I don’t like to repeat a topic, operating largely on a “You snooze, you lose” basis with political cartoonists and expecting them to leap to their drawing boards when something major happens. But I awoke this morning to a plethora of new cartoons about the security breach, and not just a metric plethora but a […]
My old friend, Mrs Carter, could make a pudding, as well as translate Epictetus. — Samuel Johnson As noted yesterday, liking sports is as optional as liking ballet, but then there are polymaths like Elizabeth Carter whose intellectual curiosity and wide span of interests was testimony to the sexism inherent in the term “Renaissance […]