by Deborah Quinn | Nov 4, 2010 | NYC, Politics
Walking on 13th street the day after the election, I saw this poem pasted on the wall of a construction site: Sigh.
by Deborah Quinn | Nov 3, 2010 | Politics
So the Tea Party got what it wanted last night: control of the House and the constant presence of the George Hamilton-esque John Boehner, he of the crocodile tears. You do know the story of the crocodile’s tears, don’t you? The crocodile pretends to sigh...