Out: the Amazon; In: Greenland
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If America is serious about buying Greenland, maybe we should first Airbnb Svalbard to see if we like the neighborhood. Gwyneth Paltrow hired a “professional book curator,” which is also known as a “librarian” and is typically “free.” And the hivemind is abuzz over Bret Stephens quitting Twitter in a huff, registering three out of four Alan Dershowitz Feeling Alienated in Martha’s Vineyards on the Dumb Stories We Spend Too Much Time On™ scale. Anyhoo, here’s some content:
Photos of Hillary Clinton’s house. Fellow members of the liberal media conspiracy will recall this as the site of last year’s child porno ring potluck. On an unrelated note, Vince Foster really had it coming.
Why UFO sightings have spiked since WW2.
Ain’t no laws when you’re drinking Claws...except for all of them.
And stay out: the international database of banned bar patrons.
Sloppy practices around metadata are costing musicians and songwriters billions.
Men ruin everything, just like pumpkin spice flavoring, traffic and business school graduates. A piece on “mentrification.”
One doesn’t typically think of palliative care as awkward, but one has to imagine there’s some uncomfortable dissonance at the end-of-life wings at Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville-themed retirement communities.
Show ‘em you ain’t no neoliberal shill with an Intercept tote bag.
Topsoil is soil that is on top of other soil. So, top….soil. Anyhoo, we’re running out of it. We’ll all starve soon because of this decline. G’day!
Online archivists are working to preserve the early internet -- lousy Geocities pages and all. On that note, the next “National Treasure” installment should depict Nicolas Cage sitting at his computer, yelling at random intervals and frantically clicking about for the Hamster Dance.
Speaking of old websites, you can still visit the website for Bob Dole’s 1996 presidential bid. It’s like the internet home of “Space Jam,” except with more Jack Kemp.