James Bovard

So would this zippety image from the new issue of the New Yorker be a good theme cartoon for 2013?

I thought at first that this Dilbert strip might be referring to me.   But since I don’t buy a lot of tissues, I’m off the hook.

The Wall Street Journal published a letter today responding to my Dairy Cliff article. Farmers perennially complain about losing money. Yet their net worth far exceeds that of the average American household. Did I miss a Keynesian multiplier somewhere? Or is this another mystical triumph like the doctrine of parity? Dairy Farmers Operating at a […]

The consensus on Facebook comments of a pair of possible book covers was overwhelming that that damn cigar needed to smoke. The drawing is also clearer, thanks to a slightly less cursed Photoshop maneuver. Might touch it up a bit further – still think the cover could benefit from a bomb, gun, and handcuffs discreetly […]

In the “Helltown Road Gang Blues” chapter in Public Policy Hooligan, I mention a turret that changed my view on humanity – or at least the female half. The turret was built by Italian and German prisoners of war a dozen years before I arrived on that mountainside across the Shenandoah National Park. PPH includes […]

I was pleasantly surprised this afternoon to see a lengthy review of Public Policy Hooligan posted on Amazon. Ragnar Danneskjold took the time to extract a heap of his favorite lines from the book, making for a bouncy summary of the twist and turns of the narrative. I’m glad that at least one other person […]

Three years ago, I conveyed the sad tidings that my favorite pilsner beer would no longer be exported from Germany to the United States.  Fellow DinkelAcker enthusiast Jon Notz alerted me earlier this week that he had learned that DA would soon commence exporting again to the U.S.  An email from DA’s export director, Christian […]