Seriously, folks. For a long time I have thought nothing too bone-headed for the Republicans, the party of the 47 percent who, with one or two exceptions, ran this year on “lower taxes” and “entrepreneurship,” slogans not very much beloved of the unemployed or those lucky enough to be enjoying stagnant wages, higher costs of living, …
One thing you want in a president is someone who loves the Constitution—and someone who has a hale and hearty constitution. Our president has to travel the world on behalf of the United States, going from the tropical climes of Southeast Asia to the frosty steppes of Russia. You want someone who isn’t going to wilt in the face of pressure, someone who can handle whatever the weather throws her way.
In other words, you don’t want someone who melts in the mid-70s.
Hillary Clinton is a bad politician in the sense that she has trouble getting people to support her. See, for instance, when she lost what should have been a very easily won presidential primary to a half-term senator or when she had trouble closing out an ancient white socialist who had captured the hearts and minds of the youth wing of the youth party. People don’t like her and they don’t trust her and she hasn’t really done anything to help herself in the “likability” or “trust” departments. She is what she is.
Last year, the Washington Free Beacon completed a five-month-long study into whether betting on football teams based on how hot their fans are is a viable money-making strategy. The results were staggering. Week after week the wins piled in. It was like that scene in 21, the decent movie about the MIT Blackjack Team where they make a …
It isn’t, actually. But the other day—was it Wednesday?—I saw people tweeting about National Beer Lovers’ Day, another one of those fake marketing holidays. There were Coors Light ads all over the Internet, which was nice, I guess. Tobacco companies never get to do things like this. Outside the pages of a handful of enlightened magazines, …
As someone who thinks this election basically boils down to the two evil sides of Richard Nixon duking it out for the nuclear suitcase, I’ll admit to having been Johnson-curious* for a bit.
Today is the 50th anniversary of the debut of Star Trek, according to stuff I read on Twitter. This, of course, necessitates a ranking of Star Trek TV shows, because no anniversary can pass without arbitrarily deciding which things we like about a thing in order to celebrate that thing. Hooray, things!
There is a tendency for western media to treat Air Koryo, North Korea’s only “commercial” airline, as an opportunity for humor. The fact that it has been named the world’s worst airline by an industry group for four straight years plays a role in the company’s attractiveness as a butt for jokes, as do the propaganda films that play on its small fleet of Tupolev and Antonov jets (there is no volume control) and the mystery meat burgers served by its flight attendants.
But Air Koryo is no joke. It is an arm of the Kim family’s military-gangster complex, implicated in smuggling cash for Pyongyang’s slave labor enterprises, and has been implicated in weapons trafficking.