Mrs Worthington Scranton does the Hula

Connoisseur Falangist Erik Keilholtz on the decline in GOP style:

The first stop would be the wardrobe department. The GOP is supposed to be the party of Brooks Brothers, but, frankly standards are slipping. Spiff up. Regular members should look decent. The paramilitary wing would be in crisp blue shirts and khaki trousers. The rest should be in blazers with button-downs and neck ties.

The second stop is the bar. Whatever happened to sipping martinis? You allowed too many of those evangelicals in the club. Ice tea is not fit for human consumption. At least when you were dominated by Anglitics, they had the basic decency to drink gin.

The third stop is the humidor. GOP politicians are supposed to smoke big cigars. Again, who let these evangelicals and Mormons in the club?

On this front, it should be noted that J. Press has a fine web page.

Go to the Gordon's Gin site, get past the sign-in by saying you're from the UK, and become mesmerized by the fizzing screensaver.

And if a pipe dispensation is allowed, the recommendations here are Black & Gold, Judge's Mixture and, of course, Cake Box.

Great weathervane on this 1964 Time cover of Henry Cabot Lodge, surprise write-in winner of that year's NH primary.

The late Daniel Patrick Moynihan, a Democrat, was one of the nattiest dressers in public life, and on a hunt for an image of him in a bow-tie, I came across this fine tribute to him by an Alaska newspaper columnist.