FLOURISHING THEIR MOISTEST HANKIES and renting their clothes, the slicktalkers and bagmen of Kissinger Associates announced on November 30th the death of their grotesque and goblinish boss. First came the laughter. Our laughter. The laughter of glee and righteousness and memory. We know what Henry Kissinger did, and we’ll take our victories as they come…
© 2024 James Robins
Substack is the home for great culture