The glorious night in question is the White House Correspondents’ Association dinner.
Taylor Lewis
Taylor Lewis writes from Virginia.
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In short: don’t get your hopes up. The most magnanimous moneybags won’t deliver us from Twitter bans.
The process of American lawmaking has shifted from Congress to the courts.
By treating us like determinative lemmings, the speech police is weakening our ability to discern verity from falsity.
The novelty of the war in Ukraine has worn off, failing to elicit yellow-blue-washed pleas for peace.
Is the right still capable of damning it up, and saving a tolerant, liberal, open culture from the foaming waters?
Since the pandemic began two years ago, the Fed’s balance sheet has ballooned from about five-trillion dollars to almost nine-trillion dollars—a near doubling.
We’ve enacted a "No Ruskies" policy, telling Putin and his fellow kleptocrats their rubles are no good here.
The war tax is finally here. We aren’t dying for Kyiv, but our checking accounts may as well be.
Every war-waging dictatorship in the 20th century was established on the back of an emergency. It’s naïve to assume it can’t happen in America.