October 31st, 2005

Last night at Jay’s in Arlington, Past and Future met, clashed, chewed each other to benzedrine shreds, and went home together arm in arm for abandoned and exalted copulation. By Neddie Jingo!  

C’mon, someone please raise your hand and talk about the schools that are being built. 1115.org  

To which one can only reply with the Latin equivalent of: “No shit, Sherlock.” Whiskey Bar  

The political junkies on both sides may itching for a climactic fight, but I suspect most Americans would be happy to have a little less sturm und drang in their lives; they’re more worried about their own personal travails (debt, health costs, retirement funds, etc) than they are about Bush’s legacy and Al Franken’s rhetoric. James Wolcott