Tag Archives: Peggy Noonan
It was really a jaw dropper for me when Sen. DiFi told us that we should give Preznint Stupid more time to grow into the office. And that’s exactly the kind of thing that raise the noblesse oblige of Dame … Continue reading
Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan decided to meditate, and assumed the Lotus position. Perhaps she could contact the other side if she just concentrated, she thought. On her yoga mat, she began chanting, “Rummmmmm, Rummmmm, Rummmm” which only made … Continue reading
In her Thursday Wall Street Journal Column – writer, elitist (among other things) and now seer; Peggy Noonan – just knows that Donald Trump, the man who wants Mexico to pay for a wall along the border, the man who … Continue reading
Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan, Bacardi Lifetime Achievement Winner, closed the curtains in the Aviary 2 (the clever name she gave her new spacious penthouse hight above Manhattan) as the winter storm blasted The City. “It’s colder than Nancy … Continue reading
Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan’s glass was half empty or half full (“I’m an optimist about these things…”) as she recalled the scene at the Republican retreat in Hershey Pennsylvania, and as the official hagiographer of the Reagan Era, … Continue reading
Anatomy of a Column eggy Noonan woke up on election day clutching a tear-stained voting stub from 1980 and an hollow pineapple shell. Looking around, she recognized that she was still in The Aviary (the clever nickname she gave her … Continue reading
From the daily email thingie from Tiger Beat on the Potomac: –WSJ columnist Peggy Noonan joins CBS News as a contributor – Bob Schieffer made the announcement on Sunday’s Face the Nation.
Peggy Noonan is 110 Proof today! (Hat tip: Image by unindicted co-conspirator Scissorhead Axelgrease)
Good lord, she’s parodying herself now. Tenderfoot doesn’t really like to be in a place where there aren’t a lot of . . . witnesses. She’s from the city and knows the canyons of downtown, the watering holes of the … Continue reading
Yeah, it’s old, but it is a classic.