Bill’s World

It’s Bill’s world that we live in. It’s all about Bill.

That may be a harsh thing to say about our former President, Bill Clinton, but I can’t help but think that it’s how he sees it. When he has a score to settle, everyone else had better damned well look out.

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Paul

The day was just like many others. I was in the lab, setting up for a difficult titration that would take me hours to perform carefully. The work was absorbing and isolating, and I was lost in it. Suddenly, gingerly, Valerie walked into the lab without slipping on her protective goggles. She spoke carefully and quietly in a voice that slipped into my subconscious before it was audible.

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Handicapping

As much as I hate the process, the presidential campaign is compelling. After all, whoever gets through this gets a chance to run a great nation right at the moment in history when it looks like it has “Fall of Rome II: The Wrath of the Con” written all over it. Why someone would want the job, I don’t know, but one of these players will be our next President.

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Happy Talk

Watching coverage of the Iowa caucuses, and the speeches each candidate is obliged to give the cameras, I am reminded of an old-timey American tradition. No, it has nothing to do with great leaders of the past; their stately images seem long gone. The process reminds me much more of the Golden Age of Cartoons, from the 1930s.

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