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Peggy Noonan Wins Pulitzer Prize for Commentary…

…and she didn’t offer to share it with us after all we have done for her!

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan opened a bleary eye and gasped. “They’ve found me again,” she murmured to the cardboard cutout of Ronald Wilson Reagan, the greatest president of the last half of the last century, maybe the greatest … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan looked to her right and declared, “Zoom.” The bar collectively gasped when the six-foot tall Nancy Reagan look-alike (“complete with 5 o’clock shadow,” Noonan smirked to herself) stared back at her and said “Zoom.” … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan came to somewhere in the garment district, in a shopping cart, wearing a vermillion factory second prom gown with an enormous fuchsia sash and puce bow that was some how caught in the small … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan was sitting in the VIP lounge at the airport, surrounded by her carry-ons — which consisted of her sterling silver Christofle flask and a pineapple, which was why the TSA wouldn’t let her board the … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan woke up, startled as if from a bad dream, and realized that she was indeed in Cleveland, and wondered if her American money was good in these uncouth hinterlands. “Half my kingdom for a … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan (UPDATED)

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan heard Juan Carlos—her favorite barkeep at her favorite watering hole The Chelsea Pier—shout out “Last Call.” She waived a Benjamin vaguely in his directions—there were two of him now—and ordered another Mai Tai. “Be … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan, with grim determination opened the wall safe in the Aviary 2, the clever nickname she gave to her chic penthouse, so expansive and airy. Her hands shook slightly as she dialed the combination, which … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan was in her Yoga class assuming the challenging position of Downward-Facing Barstool (flat on back with arms and legs raised up) and as was her custom she was considering the constant vulgarities of modern … Continue reading

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The Further Adventures of Peggy Noonan

Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan picked up the phone to place her usual Easter order at BevMo only to hear her boss Rupert Murdoch on the line. “I hate the way he does that,” she murmured to herself, “but … Continue reading

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