It’s always nerve wracking when a friend publishes a book. What if it’s not good? That question never arises with my friend David Gratzer, rapidly emerging as one of this continent’s leading experts on free-market healthcare reform.
I typically work out about an hour a day and spend another half hour or so in the car — so I’m a big consumer of audiobooks and a grateful customer of Audible.com.
During the writing of his biography of Mountbatten, Philip Ziegler posted a little reminder to himself above his desk: “Despite everything, he was a great man.”
Look into the closets and back drawers of the Republicans supporting Phil Gramm, Dan Quayle or Lamar Alexander for president in 1996 and you’ll almost certainly find a “Jack Kemp for President” button.
This week, several hundred of the sort of people Harry Truman would likely have cursed as “bloodsuckers” on one of his intemperate days will pay upwards of $1,000 per ticket to attend a black-tie fundraiser for the Truman Library.
It seems that every advertising pole in downtown Toronto is slathered with placards advertising Allen Bates’ performance of Ibsen’s Master Builder. And so they should be.