It’s a sure thing that when the Denison city physician delivered a baby boy on Oct. 14, 1890, to a couple who had only lived in Denison a short time, he had no idea that his name would be attached to a future president of the United States.
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Midterm elections are coming, and both parties are lobbing grenades over health care. Despite the furious rhetoric, the two sides are more alike than they realize. Both spent decades pursuing policies that obstruct health care’s capacity to save lives, ease suffering and cut costs. The endless vitriol resembles World War I-style trench warfare. The Affordable Care Act moved the battle lines a little in one direction; the midterms that year moved them a little in the opposite direction. With divided government, the 2014 elections will move the lines even less.
Let’s say a military vet was running for governor of Texas. And let’s say this candidate had benefited from programs aimed at helping veterans. Perhaps she went to college with the help of the GI Bill. And maybe she bought a home with the help of mortgage programs that help vets.
WASHINGTON — In the next few days you will hear real sadness from hundreds of people who work or used to work at The Washington Post. I would like to tell you why we all loved Ben Bradlee so much — loved working for him, loved working with him — and why we felt he could make anything possible.
WICHITA FALLS, Texas — With a birthday looming this month, I got to thinking how age truly is a matter of perspective.
While Halloween is less than two weeks away, up until this weekend it really didn’t feel like the season for ghouls and goblins. In an attempt to remedy this, I ended up watching a horror movie marathon on AMC throughout the weekend.
Consider these two current national trends: the exploding cost of going to college and the widening American wealth and income gap.
Last week’s financial-market gyrations sent me back to one of my favorite books about the crash. Its wisdom seems freshly relevant.
I’ve already got my eyes peeled for the perfect pumpkin. Every time I go to a grocery store, I’m on high alert. I haven’t taken any action yet — it is, after all, a little early in the month — but I’m ready if the opportunity presents itself. I will find some great ones, and I will carve them. And boy, I tell you, it will be spooky.
With a new week, and the possibility of additional Ebola patients, Americans — or at least American politicians — have an urgent need: someone to blame.