Drop by Drop Upon the Heart: On the Kennedy Center, the Kennedys’ Classics, and What a Nation Owes its Dead

On the afternoon of December 19, 2025, the board of the Kennedy Center voted to put a living president’s name on a dead president’s memorial. By evening, the letters were on the marble. A congresswoman who sits on that board by law tried to speak. They muted her microphone and called the vote unanimous. Chuck Redd, the jazz drummer who had played Christmas Eve at the center for years, saw the new name on the website, then on the building itself. He canceled within hours. Two years of this, in one afternoon: the inheritance retitled behind closed doors, the objection silenced, the musicians out in the cold.

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Here Comes Honey Boo Boo and There Goes American Culture

The other day, the television was tuned to TLC — The Learning Channel — and there was a godforsaken “Best Of” show about “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo” playing and, in the five minutes it took me to recover from what I was watching and actually change the channel, I was dismayed to learn just how far we’ve sunk in our cultural values.  How did Honey Boo Boo become a hit?  The reality show isn’t really even about Honey Boo Boo.  The show is about her obnoxious family, and her grotesque mother, who loves to regale us with farts and burps and detailed reports on other bodily functions.

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