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They can’t characterize it because the income isn’t reported faithfully and the expenditures are especially vague. I once underreported my income by $350 and got an IRS notice. I would love to be the IRS guy tasked to look into the Clinton Foundation finances. Oh, wait, that’ll never happen.

I was joking. But I have met Huma twice, socially, and she has no free time, so I was honored to be in her presence. She’s lovely and Hillary is lucky to have her.

I have a few gay friends who work in the State Department and they all think well of Hillary. The atmosphere changed from 1950 to 2008 overnight thanks to her.

Huma, is that you? I’ve actually met you a couple of times, you probably don’t remember. One of my friends was on the receiving ends of one of your husband’s dick pics. My friend is a straight guy.

Sent the check off this morning. God Bless our future Democratic Socialist future President on this glorious Fourth of July weekend!

No, absolutely not. A huge portion of the Clinton Foundation money is a tax dodge for the Clintons themselves. Several charity oversight organizations have recommended that no one give money to them. And that’s brave of them to do, since charity organizations typically wouldn’t want to run afoul of the Clinton machine.

Actually, strike that. I’m hoping for a 2008 redo. Barack Obama, came out of nowhere, ABC (anyone but Clinton), energized the base, won over the country not once but twice and as a Black man no less. And Hillary Clinton posted that her best job is being a grandmother. Couldn’t agree with you more, Mrs. Clinton.

Well, in her term as “Get out of the country so I don’t have to deal with you, thanks, President Obama” she didn’t do anything to advance gay rights globally, and that Enron-like Clinton Foundation sucks up hundreds of millions of dollars from countries where I’d be imprisoned at best and beheaded at worst. And her

I actually think you divorce lawyers do great work, by and large. Yet another female friend of mine is getting divorced (I’m that age, 50-ish, lots of empty-nester female friends) and I always counsel them to get the best lawyers they can afford. I once testified at a hearing when one of my buddies was left by her

There are 310 million of us Americans. The Hobby Lobby ruling was shameful and will probably be reversed at some point (the Supreme Court does overrule itself; see Bowers v Hardwick and then Lawrence v Texas.) I’m a total Pollyanna, I know, I’ve led a very charmed life, but on this Fourth of July I choose to celebrate

I do not mean to denigrate your profession but I was at a party last weekend and everyone was bitching about their jobs and to lighten the mood someone said, “Well, things could be worse. Come up with a worse job.” I said, “Coal stoker on the Titanic moments before it hit the iceberg.” Someone else said, “Divorce

How in the world did you ever meet this person, let alone move in with him, or let him move in with you? It sounds like he should have been in a secure psychiatric facility. Let me guess: you were living in San Francisco and he had the rent-controlled lease? The housing market in New York is tough and we have our

I was being sarcastic. The subject in the photo self-identifies as a teen, but maybe the Facebook software took him for a 4-year-old and shut the whole Humans of New York page down because of the photo/text combo. For all I know Facebook taggged the subject as Indira Ghandi or Michelle Obama.

The names Matthew, Chris, and John seem evergreen, but Tommy is another one of those names that seems to have slipped away. I don’t know anyone under the age of 30 named Thomas or Tommy. I knew tons of them growing up, and I work with a couple, but all the youngins have reach-back names, like Sam or Max or Zach or

How about “I Kissed a Girl”? Half the rightwing assnuttery take it for granted that she’s a Lesbian so why not.

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I see you have Peter Gabriel in there. This is one of the greatest love songs of all time,”In Your Eyes”. Here’s Peter Gabriel singing it with Yassou N’Dour:

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“Never Too Much” by Luther Vandross. Soak up that early 80s goodness. The Manhattan street scenes should be sent to the Museum of the Moving Image.

You’re younger than my sister then! She has a brother named Robert, an uncle named Robert, a great-uncle named Robert, a brother-in-law named Robert, a father-in-law named Robert, TWO ex-boyfriends named Robert, and there were seven Roberts in her high school graduating class. And nowadays naming a child Robert is

Have you ever “made” ice cream sandwiches? Go to a bakery or the bakery section of a decent supermarket and buy real cookies, chocolate or vanilla, but nothing overdone, like chocolate double fudge macadamia. Then buy some ice cream but something a little more adventurous than chocolate or vanilla, like raspberry

I don’t go to many promotional events, but I went to an even worse one. This was for a “hip” clothing line from Europe and it was hosted in this tiny space that was way overpacked. It was sponsored by some Euro liquor start-up and some Euro faux-rapper sang at top volume. The only thing to drink (the only thing, not