Garrison Keillor

The dinner of all dinners The dinner of all dinners

On Thanksgiving we gather among our kin who know us a little too well, and put civility to a true test
  • Staking out my aesthetic

    Still lifes of flowers? Why bother. The true calling of an artist is to paint the naked female form
  • How to pass healthcare reform

    The way to fight Republicans is to make them think you like them. It'll scare them into passing the thing
  • The great divide

    Some people thrive on the predictable, others keep rewriting their lives. A healthy society needs both
  • Time to move on from Afghanistan

    We don't admire quitters, but no one wants to be the last person to believe in a mission, either
  • Life is too short to be unhappy

    That's why I seek out the young and ebullient. They don't worry about interest rates because they have no savings
  • Betting against America

    Praying the country will slip into chaos, to make Obama look bad, is not a good place for a political party to be
  • I was so wrong

    Even people who oppose regulation and don't mind manufacturing hamburger contaminated by E. coli deserve healthcare
  • Cut Republicans out of healthcare!

    Let them make do with aspirin and hand sanitizer. Meanwhile, the money we save will pay off the deficit
  • The right's middle-finger spirit of contrarianism

    It's as American as rock 'n' roll, but there's a price for being an angry jerk
  • Nice 67 Y.O. male has brush with mortality

    It was pretty clear how lucky I was to be walking out of that hospital relatively unscathed
  • We need a public pet option

    Want empathy? Send weepy pet parents to town hall meetings waving photos of kittycats in need of new kidneys
  • Stiff upper lip, Democrats

    A few puffs of smoke from the other side and you're ready for martyrdom? Get a grip
  • London calling

    Like many an English major, I go to the motherland for the language. I am never disappointed
  • The tragedy of the Internet

    Millions of people have discovered the joys of seeing yourself in print. Unfortunately, no one's making a dime
  • A restless genius

    It takes great nerve to sustain a career, and at the death of Merce Cunningham at age 90, we must stand in awe
  • Speaking to our contradictions

    Part of me wants to crack down on speeders and cellphone users but I also long for the freedom of the open highway
  • Where's the anger over cruelty?

    I wish the guy who screamed at me for merging in front of him could spare some rage for Dick Cheney
  • Freedom from lobbyists

    What's good for the drug companies may not be so good for the hapless pedestrian
  • It's time to stand up for homemade potato salad

    Come on, people, it's not that hard to make. Do you really think we can't tell the difference?
  • Leave me alone

    Is solitude such a terrible thing to wish for? I think not
  • Father's Day? Give me a break

    It's all about retail sales and zero about me and I'm having none of it
  • Youth and euthanasia

    The world belongs to the young. At the end, there's a cocktail and memories of laughter.
  • The heart of Saturday night

    A young girl borrows Chopin's passion and transforms an evening. Life is good, no matter the disappointments.
  • It's not about me

    That's Washington's byword, where public service is all. New York is a different story.
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