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“MORE BASS.” JERRY WEXLER, RIP.

by Harold Pollack Great producer and impresario Jerry Wexler passed away today. Along with Ahmet Ertegun, Tom Dowd, and others, Wexler was a great behind-the-scenes forces in rhythm and blues—a term he himself coined, along with the delightful follow-on “immaculate funk.” The Times has a terrific obituary today. As recounted there, the filmmaker Tom Thurman […]

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DOES ANYONE CARE HOW WE ACTUALLY RUN THE GOVERNMENT? SOME QUESTIONS FOR THE NEXT DEBATE.

by Harold Pollack This month’s Atlantic has a great James Fallows analysis of campaign debates. Buried deep is a compilation prepared by Sidney Blumenthal and Daniel Freifeld for the Clinton campaign, in which they examined reporters’ questions in 15 debates. As they summarize it: 352 QUESTIONS 29 GOTCHA QUESTIONS 33 PUFF QUESTIONS 7 GOVERNANCE QUESTIONS […]

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OUR DEBT TO DESPERATE STRANGERS.

by Harold Pollack Journalists and professors share one great perk: the opportunity to travel. Not too long ago, I found myself in Paris, strolling the most beautiful city in the world. I’m still awed by the usual tourist things. I gawked at a 7-foot North African traffic policeman in white gloves and full decorative dress. […]

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WILL VLADIMIR PUTIN KILL HEALTH REFORM?

By Harold Pollack This morning’s New York Times includes a great column by Paul Krugman, noting that our age of globalization may perish as the first did: through destructive nationalism, violence, and war. I find Krugman’s analysis frightening and compelling. If history is any guide, these developments also threaten the prospects for progressive legislation here […]

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THEN THERE’S THE DRUG PROBLEM.

By Harold Pollack I was driving home late from work one night, passing the intersection of 59th street and MLK. As I rounded the corner, a run-down Corolla blocked my way. Its four grungy occupants were bantering with some guy on the sidewalk for several minutes. I started to feel quietly irritated as they kept […]

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SICK IN COUNTY JAIL.

By Harold Pollack I spent yesterday at Cook County Jail, a behemoth complex of buildings the size of a small neighborhood on Chicago’s west side. During a glacial wait for some Xerox copies, I stared out the window at the sidewalks marked off by high fences and ugly concertina wire. Young moms, kids in tow, […]

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