TAMPA -- On the way out of the convention zone, I spotted him: Jack Abramoff. He was sweating through a grey suit, looking for the radio talker who was about to interview him, getting an "oh-him-oh-huh" glance from a small portion of passersby.
"I'm here to do radio, mostly," he said. I asked the boring starter question of the week: Which speech was he looking forward to? "Ugh," he laughed. "I'm past that part of my life." And so no Republican gets tarred with the phrase "Jack-Abramoff-approved."
TODAY IN SLATE
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How our minds build narratives out of disaster.
The Budget Disaster That Completely Sabotaged the WHO’s Response to Ebola
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The Shooting Tragedies That Forged Canada’s Gun Politics
A Highly Unscientific Ranking of Crazy-Old German Beers
Welcome to 13th Grade!
Some high schools are offering a fifth year. That’s a great idea.
The Actual World
“Mount Thoreau” and the naming of things in the wilderness.