Magazine: The Bent Pin

Something Ere the End

As a believer in writing a good lede, I should begin this column with a light-hearted description of the so-called farewell concerts of Sir Harry Lauder and Anna Russell that ...

Tingling for Camelot

That barometer of our jejune times, Chris Matthews’s oh-so-sensitive leg, is all aquiver with a brand new thrill. Four years ago it was Obama’s oratory that triggered the hot-cold sensations that ...

The 24-Hour Contempt Cycle

Americans prefer to avoid comparisons with the French lest the subject involve an area in which we could not possibly hold our own. Having already emerged as the laughingstock in ...

Terminal Eloquence

This column was supposed to be about presidential personality problems. I should have started writing it sooner to give myself plenty of time but I was irresistibly distracted by a ...

The Virgin Mother

A new version of an old song is running through my head. “‘M’ is for the million threats against you. ‘O’ is for Orlando’s mounted cops. ‘T’ is for tattoos ...

It’s Complicated

A postcard from Upgraded America, our new and improved country where everything that used to be simple has become as overcomplicated as possible . . . It began with reading glasses. ...

Royal Flushes

Yes, I watched the Royal Wedding and I have the gut reactions to prove it.              First, I don’t like Prince William. I’ve never had any particular thoughts about him ...