Author: Vic Socotra

Death Valley Days

We are in the business of doing business with the Government, but that is going to be hard today. It is the start of the sultry summer here on the Potomac, and our first heat alert of the year. Bu that is not all. The Government is going to shut down at two this afternoon […]

On Location

  I was listening to the BBC reporting live from the ceremonies to commemorate the D-Day landings, sixty years ago today. The weather is not cooperating today, and more than it did then. Tom Brokaw had looked relaxed in the sunshine on the Nightly News when he arrived, but now the clouds with the prospect […]

Time with the Family

  George Tenet handed in his resignation just before the President took off for Italy last week. He is going home, and so it Jamie Pavet, his Operations Chief. Washington is all abuzz with speculation, which is mostly what we do for a living here. Buzz. And speculate.   There isn’t anything else to do […]

Killer App

  I attended one of those futurist conferences yesterday. The National Intelligence Council was tasked to come up with a picture of what the world might look like in the year 2020, sixteen market years from now.   They are looking at three broad scenarios. In the first, a sort of Pax Americana prevails, which […]

The Box

  The daffodils are full up. It is going to be 80 degrees this weekend. Spring is on the verge of a riot, and so am I.   I flashed my badge- not the Washington area one, but the special one- and got past the bored security guard down in the basement of the rented […]

Code Talking

  The war over our erstwhile ally Ahmad Chalabi has heated up this morning. It caught my attention as my computer crashed, attempting to digest the New York Times.   I rebooted the system to discover that Mr. Chalabi has been further damned as we install a new Government in Iraq, and prepare for the […]

Monkey Business

  We were rolling along the great concrete ribbon of I-95 in south-central Virginia. The sites of the Civil War are all around. We had just stopped at the Stonewall Jackson Shrine, just a couple miles off the road. It is a tranquil place. The wood frame building was not the site of a battle. […]

The Bonus Army

  It is Memorial Day, a solemn day across the land, with parades and bands and barbecues to honor the service of generations of veterans. Graves will be decorated in remembrance of sacrifice.   I try to get over to Arlington on this day and leave flowers as a token for those of the dead that I […]

Known But to God

  It is seasonably cool in Washington and promises to be an excellent day at Big Pink. The Pool is open. It glows aqua in the dawn’s early light, the underwater lights bravely shining through the night. The first big motorcycles of this Memorial Day’s Rolling Thunder are roaring down Arlington Boulevard toward the Mall. […]

The Waffle House

  It is unique, the blast of smoky air that hits you when you walk into a Waffle House. It is as unique as the people that are sitting there, black and white. They are big, for the most part, and they favor sweat clothes and t-shirts. It is regional America, the vast red part […]