Live (still) from Mexico City, where grudgingly unhelpful Embassy personnel and CNN swine flu coverage are discomfited by a 5.8 earthquake.
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Here in the Mexican capital, bureaucratic Powers, Thrones and Dominations rule the day, undeterred by the goodness and common sense of the world’s Morton Blackwells. Last week I had to spend three successive mornings in a blizzard of paperwork at the Mexican Immigration Office just to get a visa renewed for a term of three weeks. Today was Uncle Sam’s turn to show he was culturally “with it,” too.
On the way from downtown to the residential neighborhood where I’m staying, I have to cross a bridge over the “Barranca del Muerto” (Dead Man’s Gulch). A big green sign on the bridge indicates an exit where I never see anyone turn, for “Avenida Alta Tensión.”
My wife explains that the street runs beside the right-of-way for a procession of high-voltage electrical towers.
Pace Mel Brooks, in this city High Anxiety is not a dire state of mind. It’s just a place on the everyday landscape.
(Mr. Duggan is a visiting, but not much visited, professor in Mexico City, where all the schools from Pre-K to Ph.D. have been closed for the swine flu emergency.)
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?