I can handle that money makes
the world go around. I can absorb that a
two-ounce vial of soil from soon-to-be-demolished
Yankee Stadium will fetch $50, and
a bucket of sod will bring $500 from
souvenir hunters. I’ll admit it’s
tougher to accept what money has
done here in Washington, where
funds raised by lawmakers
from special interests
are growing by
multiples, and not
necessarily resulting
in better government.
The hardest blow,
though, is that WWE’s
item, costing $150 or
so, was entered into our
tchotchke contest and won
hands down (see page 27). By
my definition a tchotchke is a
simple gift given to trade reporters
in return for favorable coverage
(at least that’s the idea). What’s
next, a tchotchke from Tiffany’s?
Bergdorf’s? Heck, they don’t even
know the meaning of the word
at those establishments. And did
you notice that our editors have
adopted the uppity spelling of
tchotchke, instead of the way
we always spelled it, with a “y”
at the end?
Fortunately, for loyal readers,
we present this spread of
some of our favorite
moderately priced items.
– SKA
