With the final presidential debate behind us, voters may be less committed to one or the other candidate than the numbers suggest.
f I were to distill a recent public discussion about the state of our nation to one word, it would be "worried."
It should surprise no one that this presidential election -- the first ever to involve a female nominee from a major party in the top spot -- has devolved into a contest of man's ultimate metaphor.
ELON, N.C. -- When I first heard that some Elon University students were protesting my invitation to speak on campus and saying my thoughts were "dangerous," I was, of course, thrilled and immediately amended my bio.
My heart went out to Donald Trump Monday night when it appeared that he was under the weather.
It's here, at last. The showdown we've all been waiting for: Hillary Clinton vs. Donald Trump.
As the first presidential debate approaches, fists clench, jaws tighten and invectives giggle in anticipation.
She didn't want to say she was sick.
The United States has had better weeks than the one just past.
When Donald Trump says he has a great relationship with "the Blacks," I wonder if he also gets along well with the Smiths. We know he's tight with the Whites.
Donald Trump. Would that it were unnecessary to mention his name except, say, as a Viagra pitchman.
When I wrote the headline "Hillary's heel," I was thinking of Achilles, not Bill, though the former president is usually within nipping range of his wife's pantsuit hem.
When my syndicate editor told me a few clients had been asking, Don't you have anyone over there who can write something positive about Donald Trump?, I thought, well, that could be fun.
Every couple of years or so, I feel the need to whine about the plight of newspapers. It's August. I'm Trumped out. So today's the day.
Two years ago, Karl Rove caused a stir when he planted a seed that Hillary Clinton might have suffered brain damage from a fall.
No one would mistake Roger Ailes for a ladies' man, at least not without a fistful of dollars -- or a garter belt.
So emerges a fresh image of the man who created Fox News, the cable network known for its leggy, law-degreed female hosts. Ailes, like Hugh Hefner, knew that a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down.
A longtime Republican friend texted just as the Democratic National Convention was burying itself in balloons: "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm a Democrat."
If political conventions tell us anything beyond the predictable, the one held last week in Cleveland and the other going on this week in Philadelphia pose contrasts so stark that one wonders whether the two groups hail from the same country.
Imitation may be the highest form of flattery, but plagiarism, not so much.
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