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Happy Fourth of July
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Happy Fourth of July
Barbecued Spareribs Day
Sidewalk Egg Frying Day
Caesar Salad Day
National Country Music Day
Independence from Meat Day
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Chocolate Wafer Day
Disobedience Day
Fried Clam Day

Stay Out of the Sun Day
International Plastic Bag Free Day *
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By ann summers
The week begins with network interviews of Michael Cohen as he hectors Trump to pay his legal tab (or at least task Kushner to find a Qatari willing to forgo that new stable of Lambos or a Russian who doesn’t have nasty girlfriends).
We have now entered that “time for game theory” where Trump does understand tit-for-tat as a iterated game, but he’s more concerned about whether the implants have saline rather than salience.
“We are witness to a grand, public Prisoner’s Dilemma, where each man could, theoretically, destroy the other. Or, perhaps, they could work together to explain away any troubling information that comes out of the investigation of Cohen’s files. They can’t talk privately, because every interaction is likely to be reported. Instead, they speak to each other through the media.” (Adam Davidson in the NewYorker)
The legal education given to laypeople in the #TrumpRussia chaos is the problem of secret communication. More interesting is how one can get someone to organize an abortion for sex that never happened with Client A but for Client B who is racketeering his own member, as it were.
Doubtless some attention is being paid to how (or through whom) Cohen and Trump are communicating. Others might be wondering how Cohen remains at large.
.@adamdavidson writes on the grand, public Prisoner’s Dilemma we’re now witnessing with Trump and Michael Cohen. https://t.co/42WBhMzrkE
— Michael Luo (@michaelluo) July 2, 2018
…the core insight remains: if two people whose interests are mutually dependent on the actions of the other don’t fully trust each other, and don’t have the opportunity to secretly coördinate, they will end up behaving in ways that hurt both of them.
President Donald Trump and his former attorney Michael Cohen are currently playing out the Prisoner’s Dilemma in the most public and consequential way possible. (My colleague John Cassidy used game theory to explain the many leaks coming from the Trump White House this spring.) Cohen was, of course, Trump’s fixer, who handled hush payments to the porn star Stormy Daniels, and who likely knows of other secret activities carried out by Trump.
Cohen was also an important intermediary between Trump and several of the oligarchs Trump dealt with in Russia and other former Soviet countries, and would know of any deals he made in the region in the decade before he became President.
Many people assume that Cohen has an enormous amount of information that could shed light on Trump’s relationships with Russia, other suspicious business activity, and, possibly, corruption in office.
Cohen, after all, received millions of dollars from companies seeking his help in influencing Trump’s Administration. Cohen also held meetings with some of these new clients in Trump Tower. It would be a dramatic shift in Trump’s approach to business to allow his subordinate to profit from his name without some benefit to himself.
It seems reasonable to imagine that Cohen may well have information that could damage, or even destroy, Trump’s Presidency. Yet what Cohen, in fact, knows remains a mystery.
More likely is that there’s plenty of secret coordination going on, because Deutsche Bank has nothing to do with SCOTUS Kennedy’s retirement, right? Because Lemon Laws acknowledge that asymmetric information is wielded by used-car salespeople, even if they can’t spell it until they talk to their sales manager. But as Trump says, “our laws are the dumbest.” Continue reading
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by NONA BLYTH CLOUD
Eleanor Ross Taylor (1920-2011) was born in Norwood, North Carolina on June 30, 1920. At the time, there were about 1200 people living in or near the town.
She once said in an interview: “I think the first poem I ever wrote was when I was nine years old and The Norwood News offered a prize to the student who wrote a poem they would print in the paper, and so I won.” In spite of that early success, Eleanor Ross Taylor wouldn’t publish her first book of poems, Wilderness of Ladies, until she was 40 years old.
Her poetry has been labeled “Southern” and “feminine.” Adrienne Rich said her poems “speak of the underground life of women, the Southern white Protestant woman in particular, the woman-writer, the woman in the family, coping, hoarding, preserving, observing, keeping up appearances, seeing through the myths and hypocrisies, nursing the sick, conspiring with sister-women, possessed of a will to survive and to see others survive.”
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This is the first Eleanor Ross Taylor poem I read, and it’s stuck with me.
The fork lived with the knife
and found it hard — for years
took nicks and scratches,
not to mention cuts.
She who took tedium by the ears:
nonforthcoming pickles,
defiant stretched-out lettuce,
sauce-gooed particles.
He who came down whack.
His conversation, even, edged.
Lying beside him in the drawer
she formed a crazy patina.
The seasons stacked —
melons, succeeded by cured pork.
He dulled; he was a dull knife,
while she was, after all, a fork.
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