Something precious is being degraded and demeaned on a relentless, and — though it is a terrible word to use — “casual” basis. Our national identity, our soul.

President Kennedy poked fun envisioning Maggie coming to the Senate floor late in the afternoon, mumbling about offering an insignificant amendment, “and Grand Coulee Dam gets built.”

Sections of my memory are magnificent, though I can't remember where I put my keys

Americans must be walking more these days. Either that, or walking is getting more dangerous.

What I know, from some decades of observing such “triumphs,” is that the triumph phase tends to be short-lived, while the subsequent phase(s) are long-lived and tragic.

Washington’s march from Independent swing state to solidly Democratic is well known. We have not voted for a Republican for President of Governor since the mid-80s. Less frequently discussed is the sorting that has driven this growing Democratic majority.