Tuesday November 24, 2015
If you attended preschool at any point in your life, you understand the problem with Donald Trump's candidacy. You remember the one kid on the playground who makes everyone else's recess hell.
"You're out," you say. "You just got tagged."
"No, I'm not," he says. "Nobody can touch me 'cause I'm made of fire."
The more I read about comedian/sexual predator Bill Cosby's behavior, the more I question President Obama's my-hands-are-tied response to the matter of taking back Cosby's Presidential Medal of Freedom.
"There's no precedent for revoking a medal," Obama said. "We don't have that mechanism."
Evidence points to suicide, not homicide, as the cause of a Chicago-area woman's death in a Texas jail cell outside Houston, Texas, officials say. Yet the arresting officer's dash-cam video raises serious questions as to why Sandra Bland was arrested in the first place.
Like Roger Dangerfield, American vice presidents get no respect. Witness the way Wisconsin Gov. Scott Walker put down fellow Republican presidential candidate Sen. Mario Rubio of Florida, by floating talk of a Walker-Rubio ticket in 2016 -- with Rubio on the back end.
Medicare turns 50 this week, and it has been a very good half-century. Before the program went into effect, Ronald Reagan warned that it would destroy American freedom; it didn’t, as far as anyone can tell. What it did do was provide a huge improvement in financial security for seniors and their families, and in many cases it has literally been a lifesaver as well.
So accustomed are we to highlighting the polarized nature of our politics that we often forget how many Americans decline to be painted in bright reds or bright blues. Among us, there are pinks and turquoises and even purples. And these voters will matter a great deal to the elections in 2016 and beyond.
First Donald Trump questioned whether Sen. John McCain was truly a war hero.
The he revealed to a South Carolina crowd the personal phone number of South Carolina Sen. Lindsey Graham , one of his rivals for the Republican presidential nomination.
Once again, as expected, the people who give out Emmy nominations skunked NCIS.
No nominations for acting. None for writing. Not one for directing or producing. Not even a nomination in what the industry calls the minor awards—sound editing, stunt coordination, and dozens of others.
The adults patrolling the playpen of Republican politics are appalled that we’ve become a society where it’s OK to make fun of veterans, to call anyone who isn’t rich a loser, to cast an entire group of newly arrived strivers as rapists and shiftless criminals.
Not long ago I had separate chats with two political insiders who offered to fill me in on Jeb Bush’s strategy, if he prevails in the primaries, for winning the general election.
In each instance I braced for a lengthy exegesis but got only one sentence: He picks John Kasich as his running mate.
That was the playbook.