Ever alert JAB spotted that David Brooks liberally borrows from our site. And now Mark Steyn is doing it. Steyn writes: His name was Obamandias, King of Kings. Look upon his works, ye mighty, and despair. Round the decay of … Continue reading →
Attention all loyal and some disloyal Gormogon readers, your Mandarin will be signing books this weekend at Lou and Tammy’s Book Barn in beautiful downtown Chattanooga, Tennessee. Now many of you may be asking, “Between running a world-wide secret conspiracy, … Continue reading →
Your Czarness, With the change of seasons, I’ve felt the need to spruce up the Doublewide a bit. You know, maybe get a new throw-rug to match the autumn colors? But, being properly eco-conscious, I thought that, rather than engaging … Continue reading →
In the hot Washington afternoon, in one of those endlessly bustling government offices, there sits a man named Michael J. Astrue, the fifty-four-year-old head of the Social Security Administration. Competent, organized, bald, and busy, he is not a politician, exactly, … Continue reading →
The Czar is delightfully familiar with the poems of Li Po, who may indeed be the Volgi’s brother given their ages. A small sampling of the great Li Po’s work: If the heavens were not in love with wine, There’d … Continue reading →
The Czar took pen to parchment, and thought it worthwhile to write an angry open letter to the Guardian Council of Iran. And because it is the Czar’s way (specifically, to show off), he did it as a poem. So … Continue reading →
