Nicolás Maduro has moved Christmas to Oct. 1 by imperial decree. Now I am just waiting for him to publish…

May 2, 1984, 10 a.m. John Paul II’s plane lands at the airport in Fairbanks, Alaska to refuel. There in…

Politics is not important. Life is important. Politics is just a supposedly necessary evil. It is not an end. It…

The Democratic National Convention oscillates between a comedy and a horror festival. The comedy comes from the speeches. The horror…

On the one hand is Thierry Breton: Frenchman and professional fool. On top of that, he is European commissioner for…

I don’t know why we take the car to be fixed if it’s always broken anyway. It obviously doesn’t work:…

There is only one thing that bothers me more than waking up and that is being woken up. I hate…

There aren’t many prestigious and popular institutions left capable of uniting the whole world regardless of ideologies, race, nation, or…

Venezuela is the holy Job of modern history. Their mixture of struggle and resignation, of resistance, of enduring unnecessary poverty…

Wrinkles. On the forehead. Hey, it’s true. Real wrinkles, laughing at me, defiant. I found them by chance and I…