This is also the story of how much the manufacturing-based prosperity of the 1950s and 1960s owes to government investments in private infrastructure in the 1940s.

It's a matter of averages akin to saying that there's a theft every 29 seconds in America. They were cranking out 300-400 planes each month. For a 30-day month that means 10 or more every day if the factory was open 7 days a week. The parts were made in one factory and then sent to the plant where they were assembled.…

And then we sent all that production capacity overseas because of course moar moneys.

The Motor City! When America needed her she came through and built the tools needed to win the war.

Screw it. You can do it at my place.

I totally hate this situation—it sucks to not have enough women to field your team, or to have to turn to women who are not at all into being there.

Ah, the good old days. William Buckley is no doubt spinning in his grave at the fact that these whackadoos are now the standard bearer for modern conservatism.

Two people with small children and a powerful job? I imagine you get it when you can. And if when you can is on Air Force fucking One, then go at it with gusto and often! I would be tearing off my clothes as I boarded if Mr. Quagmire or I were ever president.