Voters inclined to loathe and fear elite Ivy League schools rarely make fine distinctions between Yale and Harvard. All they know is that both are full of rich, fancy, stuck-up and possibly dangerous intellectuals who never sit down to supper in their undershirt no matter how hot the weather gets.

Misery no longer loves company. Nowadays it insists on it.

Except for politics, no business is scrutinized more exhaustively than journalism.

Life is always walking up to us and saying, "Come on in, the living's fine," and what do we do? Back off and take its picture.

Sending grown-ups up the wall is one of the things adolescence is all about. A few years ago it was done with rock 'n' roll music. Now at least they can do it quietly with a home computer.

Feel good about linking hands in human chain for good causes.

New York is the only city in the world where you can get run down on the sidewalk by a pedestrian.