Politics

How can I do it on the cheap? As I looked into it, the same answer to that question kept popping up. Get on a big boat and sail south to the Caribbean.

What would have happened if Cuomo had run for president in 1992 and won the Democratic nomination instead of Bill Clinton?

After stumbling half-way across the continent, I settled into the northern Great Plains for a spell.  Determined to visit a variety of archives, I cris-crossed South Dakota to the tune of a thousand miles.  It’s a big state. First I spent some time in the East River college towns of Vermillion and Brookings.  A hop, skip, and a jump from the Minnesota border, this here is Prairie Home Companion country.  It’s a land of hot dishes (casseroles) and Lutheran churches.  Of sprawling horizons and “Oh, ya know.” There’re lots of tall people.  Lots of blond people.  Lots of tall, blond people.  I like it. But after a week of researching and visiting old friends, I left behind the Scandinavian heritage and Minnesota-style niceties of eastern South Dakota.  I made my way west across the Missouri River and then headed north.  Actually, I crossed the line into North Dakota; Sitting Bull College on the Standing Rock Reservation is actually in the NoDak town of Fort Yates. I’m happy to give the tribe some money, so I spent a night at the tribally owned Prairie Knights hotel and casino.  I had a mind to play some poker, but when I went downstairs to investigate, I found the card room was already in the thick of a Texas Hold ‘Em tournament.  So I bought a sandwich, returned to my room, and watch Derek Jeter’s last game at Yankee Stadium. After Standing Rock, the plan was to go straight down the gut of central South Dakota to Rosebud Reservation, which sits near the Nebraska border, and then westward to Pine Ridge Reservation in the state’s southwestern corner. If you were to plot my herky-jerky route across South Dakota, I suspect it would create an exciting new shape that mathematicians would get wide-eyed about.  And then they’d come up with a cool name for this strange but essential new shape.  Maybe something like an “akimbus.”  The akimbus will shed new light on our understanding of trapezoids.  And of course it will have some mysterious relationship to Pi. I can imagine this because I haven’t passed a math class since the 10th grade.

The vast majority of Americans no interest in soccer beyond the quadrennial spectacle. If that’s to change, improved marketing will be the key.

The implication is clear. If you could hold your own alongside Eli Wallach, you could really act.