A couple people have reached out to ask why this feed has been silent lately. The short answer is that life has been using me as a speed bag. It sucks, but I'm still alive, so at least there's that.
But I don't want to talk about that. What I want to talk about is a book I've been reading as all this has been going on: "Perley's Reminiscences," an 1886 publication by the pioneering American political journalist Benjamin Perley Poore.
You really can't understand its flavor without seeing its full title, though: "Perley's Reminiscences of Sixty Years in the National Metropolis, Illustrating the Wit, Humor, Genius, Eccentricities, Jealousies, Ambitions and Intrigues of the Brilliant Statesmen, Ladies, Officers, Diplomats, Lobbyists and other noted Celebrities of the World that gather at the Centre of the Nation; describing imposing Inauguration Ceremonies, Gala Day Festivities, Army Reviews, &c., &c., &c."
