Wild Turkey!” My friend Nate-Dog shouts, brandishing a bottle of whiskey and flapping imaginary wings with glee.
It was Nov. 18, and we’d taken the Friday-night train to New Haven—a booze-soaked isthmus carrying us from Manhattan to Yale, where our alma mater would battle Harvard in the next day’s football game. Nate-Dog, William, Cooper Read More
Wild Turkey!” My friend Nate-Dog shouts, brandishing a bottle of whiskey and flapping imaginary wings with glee.
It was Nov. 18, and we’d taken the Friday-night train to New Haven—a booze-soaked isthmus carrying us from Manhattan to Yale, where our alma mater would battle Harvard in the next day’s football game. Nate-Dog, William, Cooper and Read More
The two words least likely to appear close together in a Mayoral pronouncement are “civil” and “disobedience.” Rudolph Giuliani is not one for public displays of symbolic lawbreaking or even scofflawing. Does the law say that citizens must walk single file and in size order as they cross the street? Well, then, the law must Read More
