The last time I wrote about Christmas I thought I was being pretty polite, considering the message I was getting from my friends and relatives and neighbors at the height of the War on Christmas. To wit: How DARE you even THINK about not wishing me a Merry Christmas! Which, of course, led me to respond by pleading "not guilty"--which caused me to tell a lie at Christmas since I didn't feel the least bit guilty. Why would I?
Initially, when Sony announced it was yanking the premiere of the Seth Rogen/James Franco comedy The Interview I thought that Sony's marketing people had come up with a way to make lemonade out of the hacking situation. The media giant could easily cut deals with Amazon, Netflix and the larger cable companies to stream the movie so great that North Korean leader Kim Jung-Un sent terrorists to stop you from seeing it.
Hello folks. Our old friend Wolfrum passed on a splendid invitation to me yesterday. In the early-ish days of the blogosphere, a writer named Al Weisel launched a faux-conservative blog under the pseudonym Jon Swift. His hilarious, award-winning satire quickly propelled him to the top ranks of the blog community, but he generously supported smaller bloggers struggling to gain an audience. One of his outreach projects was an annual competition called, "Best Posts of the Year, Chosen by the Bloggers Themselves."
Today, David Brooks gives us the requisite "police officers have hard jobs" column. Whenever we discuss police brutality, somebody says this and in the most recent discussions, it's been said quite often, Police officers have hard jobs. Very few of us non-police officers envy their professions. It has few reliable perks. You can use a siren to run red lights.
I have a fun party story about a road trip that went through Texas, way too fast, wound up in a kind of high speed pursuit and ended with a very reasonable ticket. The punch-line is that the story would have been tragic had the trooper searched my car. What also makes the story kind of funny is that while I was driving way too fast I was in total control of my vehicle, on an empty straight-away in the Texas panhandle. My crime was victim free, as speeding cases go. That the punishment was light was, in the end, appropriate.
Ross Douthat frets that Ferguson is now too ambiguous a story for people who are against the militarization of American police forces to use to make their case. Me, I tend to think that supporters of military-surplus policing always seem to find ambiguity. They have not been phased by actions taken by police forces since at least the WTO protests of the 1990s. Some people just love authority.
I'm having a hard time believing Darren Wilson's story, particularly where he says that Michael Brown, while struggling for the cop's weapon in a confrontation that lasted less than a minute, said, "you're too much of a pussy to shoot me." This brings to mind the words that George Zimmerman put into the mouth of Trayvon Martin -- all bluster and villainy, the street thug equivalent of Dr. Doom telling Mr. Fantastic that "You'll crumble before the power of my atomic nullifier!" rather than just using the damned thing.
"I want the public to see my email. I asked State to release them. They (the State Department) said they will review them for release as soon as possible," Clinton said in a tweet late Wednesday night.
Experimental drugs and special care helped make Nina Pham Ebola free. But today she fears she may never escape the deadly disease.
The lawsuit filed on Monday in Dallas County against Texas Health Resources asserts, in part, that Ms. Pham became "a symbol of corporate neglect -- a casualty of a hospital system's failure to prepare for a known and impending medical crisis".