Back to the Future

In the high summer of the Bush era, an administration official inquired about my “view from the cheap seats.” Excellent, thanks. Swaddled in ideological purity, safe above the muck of actual governance, I could spread generous disdain in all directions.

“Do you think that what you do makes any difference?” the Man in the Arena asked. (Never mind that Brooks Brothers’ nattiest wasn’t exactly “marred by dust and sweat and blood” ... Full Story »