Recently someone named Adam Teicholz, described as a writer living in New York and “a former judicial clerk at the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals,” posted a piece on the Atlantic’s website titled “Did Bloggers Kill the Health Care Mandate?” What caught my attention was the deck (journalese for the part of a headline — right below the main headline — that summarizes the story), which said in part that “a handful of right-wing legal experts have changed the way Americans view the Affordable Care Act.”
'There were two Johns," a neighbor of John Osborne's told John Heilpern. "He could be the nicest person you could ever meet or the rudest."
Martin Amis is admirably concerned that the colossal atrocities inflicted upon Russia by the Soviet regime not be forgotten. Koba the Dread (2002), his meditation on the evil works and pomps of Stalin, while replete with a detailed litany of the horrors the paranoid Georgian set in motion, also established that "Uncle Joe" was simply continuing - on a far grander scale, of course - homicidal policies already well-established by Lenin and Trotsky.
Richard Powell's novel The Philadelphian has suffered a peculiarly Philadelphian fate: undeserved obscurity.
Consider a parallel example: Not many people nowadays remember N.W. Ayer & Son, America's first advertising agency, founded in 1869, and coiner of such immortal slogans as "When it rains it pours," "I'd walk a mile for a Camel," and "A diamond is forever." But they probably would if the agency's city of origin had been someplace besides Philadelphia.