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History of Party Conventions

Today's pep rallies, yesterday's battlegrounds by Beth Rowen Protesters Shannon Collins and Olivia Christian at the 2008 Democratic National Convention. Photo by Carol M. Highsmi…

Marine Le Pen

Marine Le Pen is the former president of the National Front (FN) party of France, and the youngest daughter of that party's founder, Jean-Marie Le Pen. She grew up in her father's political world, an…

Poem: Le Directeur

Poem 4 Poem 6 Le Directeur Malheur í  la malheureuse Tamise! Tamisel Qui coule si pres du Spectateur. Le directeur Conservateur Du Spectateur Empeste la brise. Les actionnaires Réactionnair…

Poems: Le Directeur

by T. S. Eliot A Cooking EggMélange adultí¨re de toutLe Directeur Malheur à la malheureuse Tamise! Tamisel Qui coule si pres du Spectateur. Le directeur Conservateur Du Spectateur Empeste …

The Supreme Court: Switching Parties

Switching PartiesThe Supreme CourtElecting Our LeadersElection Machinery That WorksRemapping DistrictsPaying for CampaignsGetting the Word OutSwitching Parties Last minute party switching to …

John Valcoulon LE MOYNE

LE MOYNE, John Valcoulon, a Representative from Illinois; born in Washington, Washington County, Pa., November 17, 1828; attended the common schools; was graduated from Washington and Jefferson…

Le Roy PERCY

Senate Years of Service: 1910-1913Party: DemocratPERCY, Le Roy, a Senator from Mississippi; born near Greenville, Washington County, Miss., on November 9, 1860; attended the public schools; gra…

Brewer's: Jean des Vignes

(French). So the jonglers call the poupée to which they address themselves. The French Protestants in the sixteenth century called “the host” Jean, and the word is pretty w…

Poem: Dans le Restaurant

Poem 8 Poem 10 Dans le Restaurant Le garcon délabré qui n'a rien í  faire Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule: "Dans mon pays il fera temps pluvieux, Du vent, du g…

Poems: Dans le Restaurant

by T. S. Eliot The HippopotamusWhispers of ImmortalityDans le Restaurant Le garcon délabré qui n'a rien à faire Que de se gratter les doigts et se pencher sur mon épaule: "Dans mon pays …