My most central hopes for 2019 involve, as yours likely do, peace at home and abroad. But I also hope very particularly for personal testimony from those who know whereof they speak. I want those who have worked with President Trump to tell us what it is like in this White House. And I want them to put their name on it.
As America’s mystique has faded, we’ve grown to miss the skill and steadiness we once took for granted.
It was a tragedy for Bill Clinton, Monica Lewinsky and America. He could have averted it by apologizing.
Our little play, put on again this year, in the heart of sophisticated Manhattan. I’m always struck: We are moved by the story of how we began. We honor it.
First lady of the United States is a hard job. It’s not formally defined yet entails many demands; it has an impact on history but no formal powers; it’s the focus of all eyes, but people like to make it clear nobody elected you.
Trump suffered a loss but not a repudiation – meaning this is actually a time of promise and possibility because it’s a time of movement.
Politicians in both parties need to clean up their own side of the street.
Easter, Passover, spring break, holiday weekend.
Traveling this week in California and Texas, I was struck again by how every political discussion is about Donald Trump.
I’m not sure President Trump’s speech to the United Nations General Assembly has been fairly judged or received.