No other president — of either party — has behaved as Trump is behaving. He is trying to create an atmosphere in which reality is irrelevant.
I finished reading “Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman!”: Adventures of a Curious Character.
Made it to the Newseum, the United States Capitol, the Library of Congress and saw the Presidential motorcade twice yesterday. Today: Arlington National Cemetery and Richmond, VA.
If you didn’t catch John Wick, put it at the top of your list. If you didn’t catch John Wick Chapter 2, put it second on your list.
At the Ryder Cup every little detail becomes an obsession, from the pleats in the golfers’ pants to how the pin positions favor the collective ball flights of the home team. No minutia is insignificant … unless you’re Dustin Johnson and his brother-caddie, Austin, golf’s most laconic characters. During last year’s event at Hazeltine, Dustin faced a sloping mid-length putt that plainly had two or three feet of right-to-left break. After conferring with his brother, he started his ball a yard left of the hole, missing the putt by at least six feet. Had the tension short-circuited his stroke or perhaps clouded his vision, even though this was just a practice round? In his soft South Carolina drawl, Dustin offered his caddie a different explanation: “Awwwww, man, I had the [green-reading] book upside down.”
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