I’m writing this letter sitting in a van set up for car camping in the Pacific Northwest. This little trip reminds me of my early days at CounterPunch when Alexander Cockburn was still taking trips all over the states in his boat-like 1960s cars, often on his way to speak at events around the country, or heading up for a meeting of the minds with Jeffrey St. Clair, our long-time editor and co-editor with Alexander. Alex drove like a maniac and when the engine was hot, slapped a steak on it to...