July 28, 2010
Writer: Mark Shanahan
The Boston Globe
Clinton Wedding Maestro
There’s busy, and then there’s Bryan Rafanelli. The Boston-based event planner chosen by Bill and Hillary Clinton to oversee the super-secret nuptials of their only child, Chelsea, isn’t returning calls.
June 10, 2010
Writer: Shelley Murphy
The Boston Globe
FBI Seeks Bulger Leads in Dentists’ Offices
That blonde with a Boston accent who gets her teeth cleaned once a month is not just committed to good hygiene. She’s the devoted girlfriend and traveling companion of fugitive gangster James “Whitey” Bulger.
June 9, 2010
Writer: Dana Milbank
The Washington Post
Pelosi Heckled by Liberals
For 17 months, anger at President Obama and congressional Democrats has been pooling on the left. On Tuesday morning, it spilled onto the floor of an Omni Shoreham ballroom and splashed all over House Speaker Nancy Pelosi.
June 7, 2010
Writer: Jason Gay
The Wall Street Journal
We Needed Some Rafa-tainment
After a tumultuous week for sports, it was comforting to see a neon-colored Rafael Nadal flopping around in the red French clay.
June 6, 2010
Writer: Akeya Dickson
The Washington Post
Farm Animals Roam Lanham Neighborhood No Longer
Zainab and Rakiatu Bangura were headed to the bus stop in their Lanham neighborhood in February when they were chased by the neighborhood llama.
May 11, 2010
Writer: Richard Cohen
The Washington Post
The Banality of Love
Around 1924, the professor seduced his student. He was 35 and married; she was 18 and single. He was an important philosopher, and she was a precocious kid, destined for great things herself. He was to become a Nazi and she was a Jew — Martin Heidegger and Hannah Arendt. If you could understand them both, as a couple and individually, you would understand the world and all its mysteries. You might also never sleep again.
April 18, 2010
Writer: Leonard Pitts Jr.
The Seattle Times and others
We gather to mourn the loss of John McCain’s integrity
We are gathered here today to pay our final respects to John McCain’s integrity. It died recently — turned a triple somersault, stiffened like an exclamation point, fell to the floor with its tongue hanging out — when the senator told Newsweek, “I never considered myself a maverick.” This, after the hard-fought presidential campaign of 2008 in which McCain, his advertising team, his surrogates and his running mate all but tattooed the “M” word on their foreheads.