The Earth shook this week. Am I the only one who felt it? I couldn’t believe what I’d heard, and so I listened intently to make sure I’d gotten it right. Sure enough, I had. While watching The Five on Fox News, I heard Bob Beckel, the only liberal to sit on that panel, say that the higher academic system should immediately stop admitting Muslims and maybe even Chinese students. What? Bob Beckel said what? I felt the Earth shift. He said those who are here should be allowed to remain and finish their education but that we should no longer admit Muslim, and maybe Chinese, students because they “get an education here and then go back and hack us.”
If you ask me, the greatest moment of Julius Genachowski's soon-to-expire tenure as chairman of the FCC came on Saturday.
I’m exhausted. I’m tired of being tired. I’ve had my fill of manufactured crises and tragedy from our President, and I’m worn down by the actual crises and tragedies that seem to be happening almost monthly. The problem with exhaustion is, you want to give up. Bury your head. Surrender to the grind. But we cannot and we must not.
 
 
A week and a day after brothers Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev detonated a pair of bombs in downtown Boston, killing three and injuring scores more, police are slowly developing a picture of the path that led to the carnage: The death of 26-year-old Tamerlan's best friend in a triple homicide, his gradual immersion in radical Islam, his six-month trip to the volatile Caucasus region of Central Asia, and his final months in the United States—punctuated by what witnesses have described as increasingly erratic behavior.
 
 
The Boy Scouts of America just created a new merit badge: Mixed Messaging.
 
 
The requirements are simple: Put out an historic announcement of liberation, and at the same time, continue a policy of prejudice. The Scouts did this in textbook fashion last week.
It was Friday night, and I was traveling north from Philadelphia to my native Cambridge, hours after the Boston area had been locked down. By then we had shifted from tragedy to thriller, and avoiding talk of the “manhunt” was not possible. The man sitting across from me on the train had been watching the marathon on Boylston Street when the bombs went off, and was heading back north from Newtown, PA to watch his daughter perform in a college play. He said he didn’t want to pass judgment, but jihad seemed to be the likeliest explanation.
 
 
Four hours later, I...
 
 
I know this is going to come as a shock to you. After all, you were right there through it all last week—the horrific footage from the Boston Marathon, the super-sleuthing over the images of possible suspects, the heightening tension of the manhunt once the Brothers Tsarnaev were identified. You were getting updates on Facebook. You were following the action on Twitter. You felt as though you were right in the thick of things. Here’s the problem, though: You weren’t actually there.
 
 
A 2011 Centers for Disease Prevention and Control study states that about 79.7 percent of adults aged 18–64 whose last hospital visit in the past 12 months did not result in hospital admission visited the emergency room due to lack of access to other providers.
After the terrorist attacks on 9/11, it took me about three days to find my first full-blown conspiracy theory about the specifics surrounding the event online.  The way the World Trade Center towers collapsed, the story went, clearly indicated a controlled demolition planned by none other than our very own government. It was, in effect, the moment that the national paranoia bubble burst.
It’s been a tough decade or so for civil libertarians. Every big moment in America since 9/11 seems to have brought fresh humiliation for those of us who believe in things like “privacy” and “due process of law.” We’ve watched as our country—supposedly liberty’s beacon—resorted to torture, warrantless wiretapping, data mining, “national security letters,” targeted assassinations of Americans abroad, and a host of other measures designed to keep the police and government from abusing their powers over this. You can’t even go through airport security without getting virtually naked anymore.
In light of the vociferous and ongoing debate surrounding gay marriage, it's easy to imagine that self-described "marriage traditionalists" rose up organically in opposition to expanding the definition of marriage to include spouses of the same sex. However, you'd be wrong to think that. The marriage movement—which now claims, erroneously, that the incursion of gays and lesbians into its hallowed halls will weaken the institution—actually began as a response to a real threat to the contract of matrimony: the no-fault divorce.
This past week, before yesterday’s shameless display of ideological stonewalling cast a cloud of senselessness over the U.S. Senate, the New York Times ran an optimistic headline: “In Gun Debate, No Rift on Better Care for Mentally Ill.”
There is a fascinating book by Irving Stone entitled, They Also Ran, the story of men defeated for the presidency. Stone, an historian, also analyzes the races to determine if the voters chose wisely. It’s a fascinating concept, as readers are left pondering how history may have been altered had there been a different outcome—and how history would have changed had the winner not been victorious.

Sometimes, I wish we could all just shut up for a little bit.

 
It is one of life’s great ironies that the events that demand a little bit of silence—like this week’s bombings at the Boston Marathon—are the ones that generate the most sound and fury. Some of the wall-to-wall chatter is necessary, of course: People want to know if they need to take measures to remain safe. Parents want to know if their children avoided harm. We want to know what happened, and why. All of this is natural.
Yesterday, in an article published in The New Republic, an unnamed former Obama adviser mentioned offhandedly that the President reads just one newspaper: The New York Times. That might seem like a lot to the average American—less than a quarter of whom even glanced at a newspaper yesterday—but when you're the top decision maker of a country as multifaceted and influential as ours, there's an expectation that you're considering a range of independent (as in non-administration) sources on topics of import. The story was picked up by a handful of media outlets and created a minor stir on Twitter before it was drowned out by the sound of explosions at the Boston Marathon.
Coming soon to a bookstore near you: The Diary of Justin Bieber. Or as I like to call it, Baby, Baby, Baby, Oh: Meet Me in the Attic, Anne.
Wednesday, the New York Times Magazine did a favor to the headline writers guild, breaking the news that former Congressman Anthony Weiner is seriously considering a run for mayor of New York City. (The Post Thursday morning: “Weiner’s Second Coming.”) A week earlier, the similarly disgraced Mark Sanford won a Republican Congressional runoff in South Carolina, all but cementing his return to public office. The sudden viability of both candidates would appear somewhat surprising. They are, as the tabloids might put it, damaged goods. Sanford, the former governor of South Carolina, resigned in 2009 after copping to an affair with an Argentinean woman. Weiner followed suit in 2011, after he was caught sending naughty selfies to complete strangers, while his wife was pregnant.
Ever since Alexander Graham Bell shouted “Mr. Watson, come here, I want to see you!” into his telephone back in 1876, it seems like mankind has been in an arms race to develop electronic communications technology.
 
 
Next year, states will begin implementing major provisions of the Affordable Care Act, the most controversial of these being the “individual mandate”—which requires all Americans to have health insurance, and the establishment of private exchanges where the uninsured can purchase coverage.
We are witnessing both the longest political dynasties and longest political rivalry in American history. There has been either a Bush or Clinton as president, vice president or secretary of state since 1980. We just started a short time-out with Hillary Clinton's resignation. But with Hillary the frontrunner for the Democratic presidential nomination and Jeb Bush flirting with a run in 2016, the odds are good the rivalry of dynasties will soon pick up where it left off.