October 6, 2003
When the Nation arrives in my mailbox, I always feel better. When the New Yorker arrives, how can you read anything before laughing at the great cartoons? And in the Nation, week after week is Calvin Trillin. This week, in a "deadline poem" titled "Reflections on Geopolitics":
"It seemed like such a good idea
Oh, when did it begin to sour,
And start to be no fun to be
The last remaining superpower?"
Do you ever wonder what our president reads? A little Trillin would help.
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