Demagogue Days

Back in the good old days of 2,500 years ago, the Greeks blamed the gods for their self-induced disasters. In modern times the Brits were to blame and then the Americans. Now it's the Germans. Modern Greeks are not renowned for introspection. Others are always responsible. We brag about inventing ...

Prince Pavlos and Princess Marie Chantal of Greece

Big Fat Greek Weddings

Tempus sure fugit, and how. Twenty years ago today, Thursday, July 2, 1995, monarchs from around the world descended on London for the wedding of Greek Crown Prince Pavlos to Marie-Chantal, daughter of the duty-free magnate Bob Miller. I remember it well, especially the hangover. Never have I seen ...

Elvis Presley

The Man in the White Suit

For those who like to see their name in print, the Hiltons and Kardashians of this world, make sure that when the man in the white suit visits you, you"€™re the only one he's dropping in on. In fact, even if the white-suited gent visits you within a day or two of having called upon someone more ...

Sir Christopher Lee

Absinthe Minded

Last Wednesday, June 24, Pugs held a luncheon in honor of our first member to depart for the Elysian Fields, or that large CinemaScope screen up above, Sir Christopher Lee, age 93. Pugs club is now back to 19 members, the ceiling being 21. Our president for life, Nick Scott—I actually was the ...

Keira Knightley

Something’s Very Wrong Here

When I founded The American Conservative magazine 13 years ago–the purpose being to shine a light on neocon shenanigans that led to the greatest American foreign-policy disaster ever—Pat Buchanan and I held a press conference in the Washington, D.C., press club to herald the event. There were ...

Zante, Greece

The Flickering Ecstasy

Back in the good old days, when Ike and Mamie lived in the White House"€”and the neocons were an ugly bunch of short bald people meeting in New York dumps discussing the greatness of Leon Trotsky"€”summertime spelled freedom and fun, at least for this poor little Greek boy. Ironically, summers ...

Hellenic Handbasket

There’s nothing to add about the clowns in Brussels and Athens but a Yogi Berra pearl, “It ain’t over till it’s over.” The Greek drama will go on and on until the brinkmanship is exhausted. My guess is the EU will blink, and I write this early, a day before the “final” decision is ...

Central Park, New York

A Vast Ornithology

The last week in Gotham was exceptional fun. A Broadway play—compliments of the producer, my NBF Harvey Weinstein—Finding Neverland, had me clapping with one hand due to the operation and standing with the packed theatre for the ovation. Shows how much the critics know, who panned it. The ...

Gisele Bundchen and Tom Brady

For Cheat’s Sake

It was, using Edward De Vere's words, much ado about nothing. The media didn"€™t think so, called it "€œDeflategate,"€ and one of America's great sporting heroes, Tom Brady, was pilloried as if he had inflated the beautiful model Gisele Bundchen, his wife, against her wishes. If any of you ...

F. Scott Fitzgerald

What’s Real and What’s Imagined

An operation on my hand after a karate injury has me reading more than usual, and even attempting Don DeLillo’s Underworld, but I soon give it up. Truman Capote famously said that On The Road was typing, not writing, but old Jack Kerouac was Jane Austen compared to some of the novelists of today. ...