WASHINGTON -- Surely he's finally gone and done it now.
DES MOINES, Iowa -- You can't drive far in these parts without seeing Ben Carson on a billboard, looking more like a man of the cloth than of the operating room.
The fascinating story of Dr. Ben Carson's attempts to ungild his lily by telling awful stories about himself -- he tried to stab a classmate, later identified as a "close relative," and hit his mother with a hammer? -- will be its own chapter someday, if not in a collection of strange campaigns then perhaps in a catalog of psychological classifications.
Masochistic/Narcissistic Conflation Syndrome? (I made that up.)
Soon after Wednesday night's Republican debate, the phone rang: "Did the fat lady sing?" asked the voice on the other end.
"Probably," I said.
Meaning, it is probably over for Jeb Bush.
The erstwhile front-runner had performed weakly, which was compounded by his recent promise to shed his Mr. Nice Guy persona. Instead, he seemed awkward and flimsy as he lashed out at his former protege Marco Rubio for having missed dozens of Senate votes in his pursuit of the presidency.
WASHINGTON -- The worst job in the world, it turns out, isn't the U.S. presidency but speaker of the House of Representatives.
"It's where you go to die," as one veteran Hill watcher put it to me.
In the wake of majority leader Kevin McCarthy's sudden withdrawal from his once-certain ascent to the speakership, several others are considering running for the job.
Long before there was a "Black Lives Matter" movement, there was Ruth Starr Rose -- an activist artist whose paintings nearly a century ago captured the dignity and spirit of America's black families at a time when stereotype and caricature prevailed.
The Republican Party's "Freedom Caucus," which has several less-charitable nicknames on Capitol Hill, is the dog that caught the car.
Having (sort of) unseated Speaker John Boehner, these 37 or so uber-conservative House members are now scrambling for "a real leader."
WASHINGTON -- In the spirit of charity prompted by Pope Francis' visit to the U.S., let's not call them bigots.
Let's just call them the clueless, the incurious, the moronic, the dull. In short, ignoramuses.
I refer to those Republican wits who unconscionably demonize a swath of Americans based on their religious views. Haven't we gone through this sort of thing before? It was all rather bloody, as history recalls.
Sometimes what seems the least consequential detail tells the most about a person's character -- or at least his or her intentions.
Such was the case at the end of Wednesday's debate, the second for the GOP field of presidential candidates, with the "light" and irrelevant question of which woman's face they'd like to see on the $10 bill.
Once upon a time in a twinkling city on a hill, little boys and girls were taught that anyone could grow up to become president.