Category: DailySocotra

Tommy

Tommy Thompson, consummate politician from Wisconsin, rider of Harley-Davidson motorcycles and the Department of Health and Human Services, is calling it quits. He is going home after forty years of government service. He was elected to the state legislature when he was 24; he was governor for 14 years, and a Cabinet Secretary for a […]

The Gray Man

I had a great seat for the remarks by the Senior Government Official at the Unacknowledged Location. I could say more, of course, but those were the ground rules from Walter Pincus, the grizzled reporter from the Washington Post whose beat is the Intelligence Community. He was the moderator, and had the seat on the […]

Apocalypse Tomorrow

Apocalypse Tomorrow The world is going to end, and it is going to be in seventy-two years. The signs are all around us, if you know how to look at it. I scribbled furiously in my notebook. The professor from Rice University was quite articulate about it. He did not use the Christian calendar. He […]

Exurbs

Exurbs No cried an alert Reader. ”Don’t try to explain the stupid Intelligence Bill again! You are not on the Hill working the issue, and there is nuance that you are going to miss. And besides, a Socotra piece about ”How a Bill Becomes Law” will just drive everyone face-first into their Cheerios. They hate that. […]

Assigned Reading

I was listening intently to the news this morning, looking at the speaker of the battered boom-box like the RCA dog. I purchased it at the Eighth Army Headquarters Post Exchange in Seoul, Korea, in 1980. All my other stuff had been stolen in transit from Japan. The radio lived in my garage for years, […]

Undecided

There is paper flying here in brisk winds of fall here in the city of marble. The old newspapers and memoranda are blowing across the river with the prevailing winds from the Pentagon to the foot of Capital Hill. One bit of paper has the signature of the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff […]

Mickey Mantles Birthday

Mickey Mantle’s Birthday The panhandlers were pushy on 11th Street, doing that passive-aggressive thing with a little more urgency. It took me a buck to get past the old African-American woman on the bench in front of the building. The hood of her sweatshirt was drawn tight around her face and her jaw jutted like […]

Abingdon

Abingdon I was dropping my best friend off at the airport yesterday. Not Dulles, thank God, which is in another county altogether, and requires a major expedition and a compass to get to. It had been another one of those weekends, too short and filled to the brim. A fellow officer had appeared by chance […]

Eine Reich

Eine Reich When the Germans were crazy they had a saying: One Nation!. One People! One Leader! They said it in German, of course, and it must have been chilling to hear it shouted by thousands carrying torches, or sputtered by that strange man with the odd mustache from the podium. I get the willies […]

Sturm unt Drang

Sturm unt Drang I was soaked to the skin by the time I climbed out of the car walked to get the golf umbrella out of the trunk. The remnants of Hurricane Jeanne ran over us, just in time for rush hour in the city. I left my desk a half hour early to see […]