She was confirmed. You know deep down she deserved confirmation. Ketanji Brown Jackson is, after all, a woman of great professionalism, accomplishment and dignity. She…
The toaster
In my twenties, I was part of a group of friends who were united by shared tastes and interests, you know, the usual things that…
A special kind of disgrace
They smeared human feces all over the Capitol. My Capitol. Your Capitol. I just learned this today. Of all the outrageous acts committed on Jan.…
Battle flags
When I was in high school, I took a political science class. The teacher was a proud Democrat who made no secret of his leanings…
Home is where the [vote] is
Now the fun begins. Maybe it’s not really fun but, I’ll tell you, you can see where they’re going to go with this. It’s as…
A dangerous gift
Is this what we want? Have we rejected our pluralistic roots? Do we now favor a narrowed ideology, requiring everyone around us to fit into…
When secret agents meet: Clarification
Mea culpa. The satiric mockery piece I posted on November 2 was universally interpreted in ways I did not intend. When something is misinterpreted by…
When secret agents meet
They’re sitting around a dingy little room in an old trailer somewhere outside Carlton. There are five or six of them, wearing flannel shirts and…
The honest ire of Betsy Johnson
A refreshing gift to political moderates came on Thursday when Oregon state Sen. Betsy Johnson (D-Scappoose) announced her long-considered candidacy for Oregon’s governor. Johnson, a…
The joke is on me
How did we get here? It’s like we followed a lunatic map to Crazytown, a place where logic is mocked, expertise is rejected, common sense…