Dear Dominique Strauss-Kahn, familiarly known as just DSK in haute-financial and political circles: I owe you an apology.
Readers of this column will remember that when Dominique Strauss-Kahn was taken off an Air France flight in May, just as it was about to vamoose for Paris, I was suspicious.
Just like that, most of America can move on from any concern about the very existence of Dominique Strauss-Kahn. The former head of the International Monetary Fund is a free man, proclaiming his innocence. But what about our innocence? It still seems to be missing.
Habemus Papam. That's what the Vatican says when it elects a new pope. It also should be what delegates scream at the Republican convention when the party's presidential candidate is chosen, because not even papal candidates' personal lives are subjected to the kind of scrutiny reserved for GOP hopefuls.
A once civil and orderly England was recently torn apart by rioting and looting -- at first by mostly minority youth, but eventually also by young Brits in general. This summer, a number of American cities witnessed so-called "flash mobs" -- mostly African-American youths who swarmed at prearranged times to loot stores or randomly attack those of other races and classes.
The maid tells the public what she claims happened in that hotel room with Strauss-Kahn, in her own words.
"Justice is a game that doesn't necessarily uncover the truth. A person can be telling the truth and still have her case dismissed because the prosecutor doesn't feel it can be won with 100 percent certainty 'beyond reasonable doubt.'"
For the last 235 years, on the Fourth of July, Americans have celebrated the birth of the United States, and the founding ideas that have made it the most powerful, wealthiest and freest nation in the history of civilization.
They call it BCS, Bill Clinton syndrome, and it has broken out anew in New York and here in Washington, where it was first discovered.