Raw Meat is a quoteblog by Aaron Swartz.

John McCain just hired Tucker Eskew, the guy in charge of sliming him back in South Carolina in 2000. … [But what’s] he gonna do? Accuse Barack Obama of fathering two black children?

If this book were turned in as the final to an entry-level statistics class, Penn would not only be failed, but the professor might well retire in shame.

It is told that once, long ago, Sir Randolph Churchill was rushed to the hospital; a tumor was found, but eventually the doctors announced it had been benign. Evelyn Waugh remarked: “It was a typical triumph of modern science, to find the only part of Randolph that was not malignant, and remove it.

Who do other people’s books behave like docile marionettes? Mine keep playing Pinocchio.

At a casual dinner with [Hillary Clinton and Sens.] Graham, John McCain, and Susan Collins, all Republicans, the waiter followed local custom by bringing a bottle of vodka and shot glasses, whereupon Clinton reached over and began pouring; a drinking contest ensued. McCain’s staff seemed pained by the revelation, and declined my request for an interview, because the last thing a Republican presidential hopeful wants floating around in the media is word that he’s becoming booze pals with Hillary Clinton. And McCain denied the story to Jay Leno. But when I recently intercepted him walking through the Capitol, McCain lit up at the recollection. “It’s been fifty years since I’d been in a drinking game,” said McCain, who as a former naval aviator knows whereof he speaks. He added, admiringly, “She can really hold her liquor.”

“Till the Clouds Roll By” is a little like sitting down to a soda-fountain de luxe atomic special of maple walnut on vanilla on burnt almond on strawberry on butter pecan on coffee on raspberry sherbet on tutti frutti with hot fudge, butterscotch, marshmallow, filberts, pistachios, shredded pineapple, and rainbow sprills on top, go double on the whipped cream.

[Harold Ross, founding editor of The New Yorker], while serving on the editorial staff of Stars and Stripes during the First World War, was once placed under house arrest for arguing too vehemently with a superior officer over the proper placement of a comma.