Thursday January 29, 2015
The U.S. embargo on Cuba - or what's left of it after President Obama's dramatic Cuba policy announcement - may be a futile gesture. But it is, or was, not an empty gesture.
It takes a lot to shake the jaded White House press corps. So when I walked into the briefing room last Thursday and a reporter friend greeted me with "Wow, this is a legacy day," when another reporter observed that Obama was ending his sixth year with a "thunderclap," and when Press Secretary Josh Earnest began his briefing by noting what a "historic day" it was at the White House, you knew something really big was up.
What is it that makes the holiday movie classic "It's a Wonderful Life" feel so ancient? It's the relationships, but which ones?
Not George Bailey's warm and loving family. We have close families today. It's not the far-off relationships, as with long-lost school friends. We have more of them than ever, thanks to Facebook and other digital communities.
Is it just me, or is this world completely off balance? I started my day thinking I would write about the crack in our bullying of Cuba; however, all the other news pouring in deflated my delight in that bit of common sense regarding that island so near our Florida shore. Suffice it to say, AT LONG LAST. IT'S ABOUT TIME.
President Obama's historic opening to Cuba is long overdue -- and has a chance of hastening the Castro dictatorship's demise. Critics of the accord should explain why they believe a policy that has failed miserably for half a century could ever work.
Former Florida Gov. Jeb Bush's candid interest in seeking the presidency in 2016 raises skepticism about whether the voters would vote for a third Bush in the Oval office.
It's based in part on the view, among Democrats anyway, that his father was unimpressive and that his brother was a reckless foreign-policy adventurer. Thus, the thinking goes, a third Bush would be too much for voters to swallow.
Hello there, friends.
I'm going to be honest with you: This year has not been great. In fact, it has been a steaming lump of coal.
Still, there were a couple of bright spots.
"I sent my Christmas list to you in Google Docs. Can you help me edit it and then email it to Santa?"
Sigh. The days of scrawled letters to Santa with crayons, smiley faces and Unabomber-like scribbles with serial numbers and price lists and naked greed mellowed by cute, backward s's are fading away.
The Christmas List has officially gone digital.