It was once said, by that grand dame of American etiquette Emily Post, that knowing how to properly enter a drawing-room is one of the surest tests of good breeding. As with all matters pertaining to manners, there are very… Read More ›
New York City
Dragged Over The Rubicon of Sanity by a Newtown Truther
At this point, I think it’s pretty safe to say that the pioneering physical presence behind the creation of Occupy Wall Street is dead. The movement that it spawned is very much well and alive, but the locus of it… Read More ›
Days 36, 37 & 38: Norman Rockwell & The Past That Never Was
On my very last leg of my journey, the Patron Saint of Literary Symbolism (I think his name is St. Harold) placed in my lap one final museum that encapsulates most everything vital and unfounded in the America we’ve been… Read More ›
