Fanatical bureaucratic activism run amok.
The croniest of crony capitalists. The self-created protagonist of one of the strangest, most sinister stories in twentieth century politics and business.
One of the great frauds of modern American letters. In 1976-78, a genial black writer traces his African slave ancestry like a detective story, becomes a revered celebrity, makes untold millions of dollars off the proceeds. Except it isn’t his ancestry, it’s fiction…and much of that stolen as well from other sources.
The bolo tie, the cowboy shirt and hat bring a folksy Old Hollywood West touch to Obama’s Italian Men’s Social Club. There’s Long Green gold in them Enviro-Green hills. There’s also the “ghastly green goo” of Salazar’s plan for federal bureaucratic control of water rights nationwide through the fresh-sounding National Blueways program.
Busy, busy Bill and sinister Google Guy Eric Schmidt choose hospitable North Korea for their latest random Act of Goodness.
A fortunate near-miss for America, the wooden, tree-hugging, dead-eyed Almost President continues to console himself making quick bucks before the whole Climate Change thing goes the way of New Coke.
The most useful of Useful Idiots. Hard to dislike but a major enabler of the Obama disaster.