Being Andrew Sullivan on New Year’s Eve
Morning: The Blogger follies continue. I can’t access Blogger’s main page at home. I go to the office, and try again — but nothing happens. I try accessing Oxblog and I get the classic “page cannot be displayed” link. Same with every other blogspot page. Shrugging my shoulders, I knock on Jacob Levy’s office and ...
Morning: The Blogger follies continue. I can't access Blogger's main page at home. I go to the office, and try again -- but nothing happens. I try accessing Oxblog and I get the classic "page cannot be displayed" link. Same with every other blogspot page. Shrugging my shoulders, I knock on Jacob Levy's office and give him the Blogger lament. He tries to log on and succeeds without a hitch. I eye him and his computer coldly. No one else is in today. Who would really miss Jacob? True, his office is not as messy as the story he linked to. It's not among the six messiest offices in the University of Chicago. But it's messy enough for him to be "lost." I snap back to reality and try the machines in the student computer cluster. Sure enough, I'm able to log on without a hitch. I quickly cut and paste my two posts for the day. Afternoon: After a few days of being Andrew Sullivan, I intuitively sense he'd drink a fair amount on New Year's Eve. I go purchase alcohol. I have a strong hunch that Andrew Sullivan will have a late morning tomorrow as well.
Morning: The Blogger follies continue. I can’t access Blogger’s main page at home. I go to the office, and try again — but nothing happens. I try accessing Oxblog and I get the classic “page cannot be displayed” link. Same with every other blogspot page. Shrugging my shoulders, I knock on Jacob Levy’s office and give him the Blogger lament. He tries to log on and succeeds without a hitch. I eye him and his computer coldly. No one else is in today. Who would really miss Jacob? True, his office is not as messy as the story he linked to. It’s not among the six messiest offices in the University of Chicago. But it’s messy enough for him to be “lost.” I snap back to reality and try the machines in the student computer cluster. Sure enough, I’m able to log on without a hitch. I quickly cut and paste my two posts for the day. Afternoon: After a few days of being Andrew Sullivan, I intuitively sense he’d drink a fair amount on New Year’s Eve. I go purchase alcohol. I have a strong hunch that Andrew Sullivan will have a late morning tomorrow as well.
Daniel W. Drezner is a professor of international politics at the Fletcher School of Law and Diplomacy at Tufts University and co-host of the Space the Nation podcast. Twitter: @dandrezner
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