John Dickerson

Whither Twitter?


Who will ensure Twitter tweets uninterrupted? That's the question posed by Silicon Alley Insider's Hank Williams about the popular wireless and web-based application that allows users to share their brain farts on the web in real time. Everyone from Oscar-winning screenwriter Diablo Cody ("I'm smoking Virginia Slims today. I've come a long way, baby," 06:43 PM May 03, 2008 from txt) to Slate's political correspondent John Dickerson ("At Dairy Queen with Clinton. She had Blizzard with Snickers I had" [sic.], about 17 hours ago from txt) has jumped on the Twitter bandwagon (bandtwagon?), but what if their tweets wind up in the dustbin of histowy?  read more »

Wolfson Doesn't Pause, Crank-Caller Compliments Obama's Ears

As he did with the original 3 a.m. call, John Dickerson of Slate just asked on a Clinton conference call what experience with an economic crisis Hillary Clinton could cite that prepares her for a call about an economic crisis.

Wolfson answered, "There is no single moment that tests you for being present like being president." He went on to detail Clinton's expertise in the economy and the speed with which she reacted to Sept. 11 attacks to help the New York economy back on its feet.  read more »

Obama's Secret Weapon

Alright, this is admittedly slightly off-topic, but I wanted to return to something I read not long ago, during Barack Obama's triumphant "book tour" through the vital publishing state of New Hampshire. In John Dickerson's Slate dispatch from the trail, he writes that:
It's easy to see why New Hampshire Democrats were in a frenzy over Obama. He is a winning presence in a room. He is stylish in his uniform of white shirt, no tie, and dark blazer. He carries himself with the weightless self-possession men's magazines achieve only by employing a team of stylists and wardrobe artists. Even his left-handed signature is elegant--a B and an O connected by confident slashes. If he really were a rock star, he'd have it etched into the side of his private plane.

Did you catch the key phrase in that paragraph? No, it wasn't "New Hampshire" or "frenzy" of "confident." It was left-handed.

Hear me out on this one. I admit to being a little biased, being of inclined to the sinister side myself. But here are the facts: In my lifetime (that is, since the advent of Gerald Ford), there have been six United States presidents. According to various lefty advocacy sites--there are a surprisingly large number of them--four of those six presidents have been southpaws. In the 1992 election, in fact, all three candidates were left handed. I'm not sure about the cognitive science, but I have to say, it sounds like a trend--maybe even a cabal. (And who knows how many other of our presidents were born lefty-inclined, back in the days when parents used to cruelly "cure" their children of the outre tendency?)

Much has been written about whether Obama's status as a member of minority ethnic group could keep him from the presidency. But could it be that his status as another minority--a small but influential society of like-handed individuals, living almost unnoticed among you--could cancel out the disadvantage?

Then again, maybe Republicans will attack him as just another left-winger.

--Andrew Rice