Author: Vic Socotra

The Other Cheek

I don’t know quite what to make of it, do you?   This is so strange. Terra incognita. The President is in Cairo, and it was the major policy speech the President has been talking about since the endless campaign. It has come, and passed, and if you listened to the whole thing you heard all […]

Five Guys

(President Obama Visits the Five Guys on South Capitol Street- Getty Photo)    It was a thrill when we heard about the President’s first public burger run. He went to Ray’s Hell Burger in Arlington a couple weeks back with the Smokin’ Joe, the Vice President, and I understand he picked up the tab.   […]

Cyberspace at the Italian Place

(The Italian Place at Seven Corners)   It is going to be news later this morning, but it was old hat yesterday at the Italian Place.   The fight has been going on in the shadows since before 9/11, and it is not going to be resolved any time soon.   I remember when the […]

WAR

(Red Wing with Octopus) No, I am not talking about the War on I-94. That was settled reasonably enough with a deflected goal off a Red Wings skate and sent the Blackhawks back to Chi-Town in Game Five.   I feel a little guilty about caring. I mean, re-match of the Wings versus Penguins for […]

Jenny

(Mrs Ng Muk Kah- Telegraph Photo) Jenny died back in February of this year, the 19th, to be precise. It would have been pleasant in Hong Kong then, not oppressively humid and hot like it is later in the season. It is curious in this world of instantaneous communication that it should have taken so […]

WalkOns

(Stones at Arlington, just inside the Fort Myer Gate)   For whatever reason- I assume it was not enhanced security due to the North Korean nuclear test and those pesky rocket launches- they locked down Arlington Cemetery on Memorial Day morning.   The North has taken the pretext away about satellites and all that nonsense. […]

Easy Riders

(Two of four hundred thousand Rolling Thunder Veterans)   We did my own personal Rolling Thunder this morning, even as the swarm of snarling machines descended on the capital.   It was thanks to Phil, completely. I am honest enough to know that the Bike has scared me since the moment I sat on it […]

The Streak

(First In) I should not have taken the threat seriously- I mean, Hanna Banana is only 13 and it was just bold talk on her part. Still, I was a little edgy, looking down from the forth floor to the beckoning blue waters of Big Pink’s pool.   Still, when you have a decent streak […]

Mouse Land in Rain

I am still a little weary from the week. I slept in until after six this morning, trying to replenish the batteries.   We attended a major conference about information technology and warfighting down in Orlando last week.   It was a cautious success, I think, since we rolled out some corporate firepower , and […]

The Smell of Venison

(South West Five, Stones of the District of Columbia)   A massive construction project is in progress behind the General’s house on the hill.   Carl was clearly proud of the work, as proud as if he were digging it himself, and not all those hired contractors.   It was funny about that, and as […]