One of my first jobs in Washington was as a place holder; I was literally paid to wait in line. A fraternity brother had a job interning for a Capitol Hill lobbying firm, and using a $20/hour lure, he recruited several of us to wait in line in the halls of Congress.
As I was driving my son home from my mother’s (his grandmother’s) 80th birthday dinner this week, he brought up something that was weighing on his mind. He said, “You know, dad, it’s hard to square today’s Republicans and Democrats, today’s right and left, with the definitions you’ve always given for what it means to be conservative or liberal.”
Have you ever wondered how an administration is able to get party members, staff, campaign surrogates, and media allies all on the same page? In fact, it’s almost eerie how politicians and party supporters can stay on message and use almost identical statistics and attack lines.
Besides the shared medium popcorn, no butter, and large Diet Coke, my wife and I have a ritual we go through when attending movies at the theater. We make sure we get there early enough to catch all the previews, and then, based on the trailer alone, rate on a scale from 1 to 5 whether we’ll actually see the full film.
Earlier this week, I traveled to Boston; it was my first trip to Beantown since before the pandemic. Although I wasn’t lucky enough to catch a Sox game at Fenway, I did have time to pop into the Boston Tea Party Museum, see the Old North Church, and eat dinner in Little Italy.