The Russians Are Coming

Other than one intense novel I read draped over an ill-advised treadmill, I believe I read most of the Russians during summer holidays at the Jersey Shore. Dostoevsky often forced me to re-read a passage to keep things straight, but Tolstoy’s fiction was smooth and delicious. I read War and Peace in twelve days, lugging that brick of a novel from the gentle warmth of the sun & sand to evenings exploring those quaint seashore shops you tediously browsed every summer for the last ten years with no new surprises.

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Poor Billy

After reporting on a salacious Halloween costume that was clearly directed towards creating a predictable response from the males in the audience, Billy Bush made a private, third-grader joke and was caught in an open microphone. The sky is falling! Billy Bush is so sweet: let Jackie Martling make a comment into that open microphone and really see what a crude joke is all about.

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Water Water Everywhere

From crippling drought to crippling flood, will we never learn that it’s not nice to fool Mother Nature. There is one thing I accept from the more conservative pundits: It’s always something (or was it Roseanne Roseannadanna?). Fact is, climate change is a key element in the current explosion of “once in a century” weather events.

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