The long, dreadful political winter has been made endurable by the Crawleys and friends, JP Devine writes.
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The political maelstrom gives even a humorist pause
Trump’s rise is partially our fault for being asleep for the past eight years, and his ascension was foretold in the movies, JP Devine writes.
Awards shows are now like junior league soccer, but Oscars still rule
With so many award shows now, it’s hard to keep track; but if you’re going to watch one, watch the Academy Awards, JP Devine writes.
Bernie Sanders seem familiar? It’s a Long story
The Democrats’ ‘new shiny object’ sounds a lot like another guy from eight decades ago, JP Devine writes.
Campaign 2016 the greatest casting call of all time
Christie as Ralph Kramden? Trump as the Wizard of Oz? What a show, JP Devine writes.
It’s not always easy when a hometown boy makes good
J.P. Devine writes that news his book has been published is getting a mixed reaction in his hometown of St. Louis.
Octogenarian? There were worse ‘narians to be
From vicenarian straight up to nonagenarian, JP Devine has it covered, he writes.
I’ll see the jackpot in my dreams
JP Devine muses on winning $1.6 billion and how he’d go from being a writing ‘vendor’ to someone who can buy anything and not have to remember what it was.
There’s no bounce in a nonsports boyhood
The world’s obsession with balls and playing with them doesn’t work for those who would rather not, JP Devine writes.
Our home, like the mall after Christmas, is empty, but our hearts are still full
When children grow up and move away, the end of the holidays brings an emptiness, but love is always still there, JP Devine writes.