Area 51
Expressions are served
When I was five and a half and had just arrived in the United States, I was one morning summarily [...]
Più lungo della gamba
Early into what would become a lengthy Italian stay, I'd go to the Olympic Stadium with my journalist friend Mario [...]
The last Gandalf
The old ambassador had me at “hoodwinked.” When he added “bamboozled” and “railroaded,” I was in Seventh Heaven, as always [...]
Vendetta in the rearview mirror
When the likes of John R. Bolton and Steve Bannon were still relatively young men —Donald Trump, also — newly [...]
Poisoned, again
When one insurgency hitch falters, hitch a ride with another. A mid-route transfer of this kind appears to be taking [...]
The hard part
In the crude tap-dance that animates the vindictive side of politics, having an enemy under investigation as a potential crook [...]
Ominous palms
Some reliable sources talk nonsense. Savants can have the same knack. This did not stop the oversight of a gypsy [...]
Beasts of the Cretaceous II
After being delivered to a child psychologist to exorcise my affection for all things gone – my inner world hinged [...]
All the time in the world
One day soon the United States will strike a face-saving deal to extricate its troops from Afghanistan. It will be [...]
The 60 percent solution
Not all results are created equal. Aspects of politics and sports suggest the way victory is arrived at and how [...]
Author
Christopher P. Winner
Paris-born Christopher P. Winner began his long journalistic career as sports editor of the now-defunct Rome Daily American in 1975.