How much can a piece of paper be worth? Quite a lot, if it has Abraham Lincoln's signature on it. The actual value of the over-sized sheet of paper that went on display Wednesday at the New-York Historical Society has not been disclosed.
Today, we know a lot more about mental illness than we did forty years ago. But given the grueling and brutal demands of modern campaigning, we would be extremely unlikely to embrace a presidential candidate who acknowledged taking drugs for a psychiatric condition.
Our country is pure, and raw and passionate, and all the same structured, and ordered and cultivated. So too, should all real individuals be. And only a man with a beard can combine the bohemian and the bourgeoisie in a manner that we can read upon his face.
The infamous words of the biblical Cain could readily serve as the slogan of today's Republican Party: "Am I my brother's keeper?" Their answer is identical with that implicit in the rhetorical question posed by Abel's killer. "Hell, No!"
This is a lovely, pre-holiday tale that could have captured the imagination of Charles Dickens. It is the story of a little, independent, different kind of bookshop that has served an artist and working-class community for 34 years.
The effort by junior administration officials to prevent the addition of any references to God from the speeches recorded on plaques at the Franklin D. Roosevelt Memorial in Washington, DC, is an outrage.
Since Mitt Romney's faith has once again been injected into the national political discussion, it would behoove us to examine his personal religious values and beliefs as he himself has expressed them, rather than through the lens of stereotypes.