Christopher Buckley
Her Supreme Sassiness: Palin, Miers Merge in Politic-Chick Lit
Supreme Courtship
By Christopher Buckley
Twelve, 285 pages, $24.99
In Supreme Courtship, Christopher Buckley’s most recent portrait of Washington through the looking glass, a massively unpopular president, clicking through the cable channels late at night at Camp David, comes across a rerun of a prime-time reality television show called Courtroom Six. By morning he’s made up his mind: He’s going to nominate “judge” Pepper Cartwright to the Supreme Court.
Charming, brash, Texan, Pepper Cartwright is not observably intelligent, yet prone to dishing out zingers in response to male plaintiffs on Courtroom Six. She packs a pistol, and “shimmies” into her jeans—and we know what it means for a woman to shimmy. read more »
Fifth Avenue Building Cracks Down on Mosbacher's Parties
Last night at an The Atlantic Monthly’s 150th anniversary party, the Media Mob overheard socialite and Republican fundraiser Gerogette Mosbacher complaining to Christopher Buckley. During her rant, Ms. Mosbacher told him that her Fifth Avenue co-op board refused to let her throw bi-level Christmas and Hanukkah parties. There would be too many people, they allegedly told her.
She recalled telling the board that “they should go get a god-damn, fucking life.”
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At Atlantic Party, Haves and Have-Nots
Last night at a party for The Atlantic Monthly's 150th anniversary, held on the stage of the NYU student center auditorium, the aging cable-access porn star Robin Byrd was looking around the room. She saw Robert DeNiro, and locked in.
"Hello!" she said, touching his right arm.
"Hi" he replied.
"Hi," she said, curling a smile.
"Hi, hi," he replied, holding his look for an extra second and turned away.
"I guess he recognized me and doesn't wanna talk," Ms. Byrd concluded. "Look at him! He's got a clavicle problem, you know. A clavicle problem."
Mr. DeNiro's left arm and shoulder were in a sling.
"Because his arm is not in a cast, just a sling! He has a clavicle problem, poor guy."
"I don't really know what The Atlantic is," she continued. "Is it something political?" read more »
Buckley’s Modest Proposal
Thank You, Mr. Reitman! Gives Smoking Colbert-Style Wit
Off the Record
The Unquiet Americans
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