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The answer to the question in the post-title is that the world gets a fuck of a lot more boring and unpleasant; We have now been living in a world where “amusing lies” are not merely the source of humor on the first day of April, but are now the basis for public discourse in this country (as told by the political party now in control of the presidency and upper house of Congress). While I would love to have concocted a fake 400 page redacted Mueller report, other than giving you 400 pp of redaction, I wouldn’t know where...

Ireland forever, or something, to which I mean happy St. Patrick’s Day to all who celebrate it (and I will just mention the looming Brexit no-deal, which, if played right, may actually lead to a United Ireland, even if this isn’t quite what the Brexiteers planned!) . Before seeing extended Familia TD (not really; TD Mom and TD Siblings, along with three of the TD nieces, as part of an ongoing celebration of TD Mom reaching four score), I ran (if you can call it that) this year’s edition of the NYC Half [marathon], a new iteration of the two...

Happy 2nd of February. For those who give a crap, out in Western Pennsylvania, the official weather rodent Punxsatawney Phil failed to see his shadow and predicted an early spring; of course, he is correct on these calls less than half the time, making him less effective than a coin flip. Or a typical member of the American media. Steady as she goes here at Stately Dog Manor. I do not seem to be making much progress on the athletic goals; I will blame the polar vortex (we actually had a number of insanely cold episodes this January, including for...

In the (OMG) over 17 years of this blog, I am not sure I’ve posted new year’s resolutions, but when SNL’s Jane Curtin resolves to ‘make sure the Republican Party dies,” I am happy to make an exception! I was going to try to take a moment of solipsism and post some athletic goals (as of today, I weighed in at a not svelte 187.4… or was it .6? lbs.. The goal by the end of the year is to set (at least!!!) one or more records in this category of lightweight rowing. , while advancing my 54 (so far)...

Happy Festivus, everyone. As I always do, I express my hope that your own Festivus pole has been taken out of the garage, and that you are adequately warmed up for your feats of strength and have duly annotated your list of grievances for airing. I am not even going to start sharing my own this year. They are likely similar to your own list of grievances, and presumably start and largely end with the abuser of a certain Twitter account. Honestly. I have mostly said my piece in earlier posts this year (and given the paucity of posts as...

First of all, birthday greetings to the Loquacious Pup! She is a little older than this blog, but not as much as you think. She is growing up into quite the young lady. Last evening, through the group under whose auspices I visit other men held in our nation’s hospitable immigration detention facilities, I had the opportunity of transporting a gentleman from an unnamed African country from immigration detention in New Jersey to a transitional housing arrangement in Manhattan. Unsurprisingly, after nearly 8 months in the custody of an ICE contractor, a day or so after winning his asylum case...

Well, we are on the eve of election day here in the USA. Will a system rigged in the 18th century for the purpose of preserving slavery do its magic again, and permit unaccountable white supremacists (who managed recently to pull off the first recorded pogrom in American history) to hold control of all levers of government? Just for fun, while the Times and WaPo gangs continue their stenographic duties to warn us of the perils of the migrant caravan of hardened terrorists carrying smallpox and Klingon bat’leths women and children fleeing violence, because, you know, Trump talks about it,...

And so as I come to that day, two score and sixteen years after the Cuban missile crisis on which somehow I was born, a day 15 years after Hillary Clinton was born, and so were other people like Pat Sajak (you see, Hillary was defeated by another game show host in 2016), apparently Seth McFarlane and other people I never heard of. Still going. Somehow, like me, this blog hangs on, out of the same kind of stubbornness that, God willing, will get me through my 17th consecutive NYC Marathon (and 54th overall at that distance) in 9 days...

Step right up and enjoy the September 11th festivities; has it been only 17 years? I’ll start with this wonderful “meta-” piece by Brother Dmitry, who asks, among other things, “what is truth?”, a peculiarly relevant question concerning the events of September 11th where, for example, we are asked to believe that three skyscrapers were brought down by the crash of two airliners, among numerous other “curiosities” (my favorite still being the recovery of an intact highjacker’s passport on the ground after a crash supposedly so hot that it melted an aircraft’s black box and steel beams supporting a building...

While the nation amuses itself in today’s version of the Neo-P.T. Barnum Circus known as the Trump Administration, specifically trying to guess which “senior official” wrote “the Op Ed” in the NY Times, the latest machinations of Bob Woodward’s coming book (i.e. “Trump is a mentally disturbed moron”), it seems that there is a second stolen Supreme Court nomination at issue, that of one Brett Kavanaugh. I had the privilege, once, of watching Candace argue before a panel on which Judge Kavanaugh was the presiding judge. Prior to that, she moved for his recusal, on the basis of his refusal...