Yep. Same way he fulfilled that pledge to save the sculptures on the Bonwit Teller building for future generations to enjoy.

Very first thing I do each morning: open up the laptop and check the Washington Post, bracing myself: "Okay, what's he done now?"

Oh, it is easy for me to feel despair, and it's sometimes tempting to just give in to the "that's it, America's over, shut it down" feelings. But I also remember that in my lifetime I've seen a lot of progress I never imagined I would. Hell, even the sudden and intense pushback on yesterday's tweets gives me hope that…

I had to have that same argument yesterday with someone who was going on about "I don't want my tax dollars going to pay for an elective procedure." I had to say, "Look, I have known - in real life - trans people. For them it was a choice between transitioning or committing suicide. There was nothing elective about…

My exact words yesterday reading the tweet from Hatch's office: "Holy shit!"

I had the same thought yesterday, about if the Joint Chiefs told Trump where he could stick those tweets. When I have, even in passing, notions of a reverse Seven Days in May scenario, we are in scary times.

Also not generally reported is that several military contractors allow openly trans people to work for them, sometimes in-theater and alongside active forces. They are valued for the skills and experience they bring, and the trans aspect has proven to be no impediment to anything.

Someone I personally know said the following after the convention last year: "I'm voting for Donald Trump because that's who my party says to vote for." When your allegiance to the party overwhelms your allegiance to your country, that's a frightening thing.

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"Yes, ze hatch vith ze exploosive boolts on ze…sssspace-craft."

If you've read the book you know there are moments when Wolfe's phrases are kind of shoehorned into the mouths of the characters, and it's a little jarring to hear one of Wolfe's exact jazzy New Journalism phrases pop out of somebody's mouth.

"We did hire a rocket scientist to help us, but he's in the hospital with a case of mistletoe."

(hopes the Fenneman dossier will be declassified soon)

Also, didn't Conti have to turn that score around on a really tight schedule? I seem to recall reading some liner notes or an interview with him that indicated as much.

Shepard knew how to play the long game. While he was grounded with his inner-ear disorder he helped manage the Astronaut Office and helped select crews for upcoming missions. He found out (via Tom Stafford) about a doctor who could surgically fix his inner ear issue, got medically cleared, and then got himself named…

"Hey, Mister Shepard. My friends and I think your Jose Jimenez is…a-okay. But what you're doin' with it is…B-A-D."

I've stated many times before that I don't like how the film portrays certain people and events. But as a piece of filmmaking it is on my list of perfect films. Everything works so well: the way it captures the mood of the times, the vivid cinematography, the beautiful effects, a script that's the right balance of…

I know people who have worked with Yeager. "Salty" is an understatement. It's left me glad I have never met the man….

(guy sadly sits by phone at Schenectady Office for Film and Television)

In the aaaaarms of the angel….