“Robert M. Smith, a former Times reporter, says that two months after the burglary, over lunch at a Washington restaurant, the acting director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, L. Patrick Gray, disclosed explosive aspects of the case, including the culpability of the former attorney general, John Mitchell, and hinted at White House involvement.
“Mr. Read More
In this summer of our discontent, a season of buckling banks and wheezing newspapers, it might be well to remember that as far as crisis years go, 2009 is a wimp. But when it comes to New York City, disaster breeds resurrection.
As in: 40 years ago, 1969. Richard Nixon had been elected president Read More
As my delayed plane waits for a green light to take off from Orlando, this Mitt Romney supporter is currently snoring on my shoulder. His t-shirt says “Woodstock Coalition of Aggressive Conservatives.”
Eliot Spitzer intends to make history. John Faso promises tax cuts. And Tom Suozzi hopes to reform Albany.
But only one candidate for Governor of New York wants to make sugar a controlled substance, convert the armories into tai chi centers, stock Bob’s Big Boy with organic produce and require people all around the state Read More
It was Election Night 2004, and in the massive and spanking-new Miami-import nightclub Crobar, Lee Blumer was putting the finishing touches on a sound system rigged to a giant television monitor about the height of three hippies doing handstands in an upstate meadow.
Then there were the bouncers: 150 V.I.P.’s to show into the massive Read More
The picturesque town of Woodstock, N.Y., which for many people younger than I am evokes memories of hippie “love-ins” and the emergence of the counterculture, has quite different associations for anyone interested in the history of American art. For like Provincetown, Mass., and (somewhat later) the Hamptons, Woodstock was once famous for the artists who Read More
There is no conflict, James Truman said. He was referring to his recent month-long retreat in Woodstock with a pair of Tibetan Buddhist teachers, and whether or not it clashed with his role as editorial director of Condé Nast.
“You want to find a contradiction between my post-retreat self and the magazines that I oversee,” Read More
The American sculptor Raoul Hague, whose work is currently on exhibition at Lennon, Weinberg, Inc., in Soho, was born Haig Heukelekian in Constantinople in 1905 and died in Woodstock, N.Y., in 1993. Although much admired in his lifetime-especially after 1956, when Dorothy Miller showed his work in the influential Twelve Americans exhibition at the Museum Read More
They’re putting bows on clothes again. Bows are alighting everywhere, like locusts: ends of sleeves, tips of shoes, bringing up the rear of a big puffy skirt. It may be “pretty,” but it isn’t good. Bows belong on presents, not on New York women.
Try to buy a simple black pump these days and bam, Read More
Sometimes I get a feeling about someone, an artist, writer or performer: a feeling that they have more than talent, they have Wisdom. And sometimes I’m wrong. You can mistake genius for wisdom; I’m not sure they’re the same. But in any case, I’ve had that feeling for some time now about Ann Magnuson. Some Read More