The French police are looking for Cherif Kouachi and Said Kouachi, two of the suspected attackers in the Charlie Hebdo Paris massacre. An ID document for Said Kouchai was found by police at the murder scene.

Among the shooting victims was Charlie Hebdo editor and cartoonist Stephane Charbonnier.

Police found an ID document of Said Kouachi at the scene of the shooting, CNN affiliate BFMTV reported. “It was their only mistake,” said Dominique Rizet, BFMTV’s police and justice consultant, reporting that the discovery helped the investigation.

Citing sources, the Agence France Presse news agency reported that an 18-year-old suspect in the attack had surrendered to police. CNN has not independently confirmed whether the suspect has surrendered.

Police fanned out across France in an intense manhunt for the suspects, who were masked and dressed in black when they burst into the satirical magazine’s office Wednesday, killing 12 people.

A tactical unit was deployed in an operation about a 144 kilometers (about 90 miles) from Paris in Reims, France, following the attack, CNN affiliate BFMTV reported. Authorities haven’t revealed details about the target of the operation, but speculation surged in French media that investigators could be closing in on the suspects.

Over Christmas break I played music on an old iPod we keep at our New Hampshire house. It still plays Jack Johnson as well as it ever did. But to Apple, in terms of sales, the iPod is barely a blip on the radar in an iPhone world. Technology tends to be a killer to older products. That’s why it’s so impressive that the Fender Stratocaster turned 60 last year and it’s technology really hasn’t changed a lick. A few years ago I was flipping through the channels on TV and landed on the music station Palladia, showing Jeff Beck at Ronnie Scott’s. It’s hard to argue with the sound he gets out of the same old guitar from the 50s.

People Get Ready

A Day in the Life

Are you looking to get off to a nutritious, healthful start in the New Year? In many of the world’s traditional cuisines, the most important piece of equipment in the kitchen is the stockpot. A good stock, containing the minerals of bones, cartilage, marrow and vegetables, is easy to digest and assimilate. According to Nourishing Traditions, by Sally Fallon and Mary Enig, the addition of acidity, in the form of wine or vinegar, during cooking helps draw essential minerals, particularly calcium, magnesium and potassium. And has anyone not heard of the benefits of Jewish penicillin for the treatment of colds and flu?

From the WSJ read about the latest darling of the wellness world—broth—thought by many to be a panacea for weight loss, skin quality, joint health and digestion.

From the article:

Marco Canora, chef and owner of Hearth in New York and author of the new cookbook “A Good Food Day,” personally credits broth with sending him on a path to good health, helping to reverse years of dietary and lifestyle abuse. In November he opened Brodo, a takeout window attached to his East Village restaurant, where three types of meat broth are served coffee-bar style, in takeaway cups, with optional add-ins like ginger juice and Calabrian chili oil. “I drink broth all day, I love it. It fills me up, and I feel nourished by it,” said Mr. Canora.

“It’s delicious, it’s simple, it’s clean, it’s healthful. I always call chicken stock liquid gold,” said Jenn Louis, chef and owner of Lincoln Restaurant and Sunshine Tavern in Portland, Ore. This winter, she’s offering a simple bone broth starter at Lincoln. The formula changes every couple of weeks: Ms. Louis has served chicken, rabbit and pork broths, infused with sage and Parmesan, or cardamom, cinnamon and star anise. “It’s like a more nutritious form of drinking tea,” she said.

David Vandenabeele, the chef at New York’s Langham Place, Fifth Avenue, also seized on the parallels to tea drinking. As hotel chef of the Langham in London, Mr. Vandenabeele oversaw the popular afternoon tea service. Now, in Manhattan, he has reinvented the ritual by swapping in Three Broth Chicken Tea, a strong brew simmered with ginger, garlic, ginseng and Indonesian sweet soy sauce. It’s presented in a glass tea pot along with a ginger-sesame scone.

The Cato Institute’s Chris Preble explains, “An unstable political situation in Russia—a country with still thousands of nuclear weapons—is not in America’s (or anyone else’s) interests.”

Chris further notes, “Policymakers should also seek to end the slush fund known as OCO funding. Funding for overseas military operations should be included in the DoD’s base discretionary budget.”

The 2011 bipartisan Budget Control Act (BCA) imposed caps on discretionary spending, and these caps have worked, to a degree: government spending has remained essentially flat since 2009, and spending as a share of GDP, according to figures compiled by Cato’s Dan Mitchell, experienced the biggest five-year drop since the end of World War II. Though some would lift the caps on the Pentagon’s budget going forward, the United States can maintain the finest military in the world without breaking the bank. The Congressional Budget Office projects that Pentagon spending under the BCA caps will average about $526 per year through 2021 (.pdf, Table 1-4, p. 13), and this figure omits funding for nuclear weapons spending in the Department of Energy; as well as the Departments of Homeland Security and Veterans Affairs, and overseas contingency operations (OCO). When one factors in those additional monies, total spending for national security in 2015 is likely to exceed $800 billion.

But while that much money can buy a lot, it can’t buy everything. Even the richest country in the world must make choices. So far, that hasn’t happened. The cost to implement the Pentagon’s 2014 Quadrennial Defense Review, according to Secretary of Defense Chuck Hagel, is $115 billion above sequestration levels in 2016 alone. The National Defense Panel, tasked with scrutinizing the QDR, calls for even more spending, presuming that the strategic requirements cannot or should not be constrained by fiscal or political reality.

Instead, the spending caps should be maintained, and the U.S. military’s global posture should be adjusted accordingly. Restraint was a wise policy, even when the United States was flush with cash. It is imperative now, when the costs of maintaining global primacy are rising, and the American people’s will to sustain them are declining.

Policymakers should also seek to end the slush fund known as OCO funding. Funding for overseas military operations should be included in the DoD’s base discretionary budget. That was how it was done for most of the nation’s history, and it’s time to return to pre-9/11, pre-Afghanistan, pre-Iraq spending practices.

Pat Buchanan explains that NY Mayor Bill de Blasio, Al Sharpton, Eric Holder and President Obama have all given aid and comfort to the war on cops. They “all out on point saying that blacks, especially young black males, were all too often victimized by racist cops.”

Pat concludes: “Whether the issue is income inequality or the evil of Wall Street, police brutality or black criminality, the hostility and anger among Democrats over these issues makes the Tea Party vs. the GOP establishment look like a badminton tournament on the country club lawn.”

Pat writes:

Brimming with moral outrage, protesters took to the streets, blocked Times Square and Grand Central, disrupted Macy’s during the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, and shut down malls, highways and bridges across the country.

Though their lawlessness was rampant and their chants bespoke a hatred of police, who were compared to the KKK by marchers yelling for “dead cops,” these protests were indulged and described as “peaceful.”

So it was that on Dec. 20 a deranged criminal decided to make himself famous by putting “wings on pigs” and executing Ramos and Liu in Bedford-Stuyvesant as payback for Garner and Brown.

Suddenly, the real America revealed itself, an America enraged at the cold-blooded assassinations of cops and disgusted with those who had pandered to anti-police protesters. And the America that revealed itself is not good news for the Democratic Party.

For we have seen this movie before, half a century ago.

After LBJ’s victory over Barry Goldwater came the riots of the 1960s — Watts in 1965, Newark and Detroit in 1967, and 100 cities, including D.C., after Dr. King’s assassination in 1968.

These riots produced deaths, thousands of arrests, and looting and arson on a scale requiring the National Guard and federal troops. And these rampages were perhaps the principal factor in turning Middle America against a Democratic Party that had been the nation’s majority party since 1932.

The hallmark of Mr. Hollande’s enactment of the supertax has been 0.3% economic growth, 10+% unemployment, and an embarrassingly low level of foreign direct investment. The French can now breathe a sigh of relief though, as they bid adieu to France’s supertax fiasco. Read more here from the WSJ about the lessons learned and, as the French Economic Minister frequently urges, “the need to turn away from old-school socialism in favor of stimulating entrepreneurship.”

French investors will breathe a sigh of relief this month, as the country’s supertax on high incomes quietly expires. The supermistake won’t be missed.

François Hollande promoted the 75% tax rate on earnings over €1 million ($1.2 million) to fire up his Socialist base during his 2012 presidential run. Once enacted, it proved an immediate fiasco. High-earning soccer players threatened to go on strike over the rate.LVMH boss Bernard Arnault , the richest man in France, threatened to obtain Belgian citizenship as the tax went into effect, though he ultimately withdrew his application.

Around 200,000 French live in Francophone southern Belgium, according to an estimate by the French magazine Le Figaro, of whom an estimated 5,000 are tax exiles. Switzerland is home to another 2,000 French tax exiles. London and New York are also preferred destinations.

It wasn’t as if nobody in the government saw this coming. Emmanuel Macron, then an adviser to Mr. Hollande and now the Economy Minister, warned the supertax would turn France into “Cuba without sunshine.” Economic growth has hovered around 0.3% for much of Mr. Hollande’s time in office, unemployment remains above 10% and the country attracts an embarrassingly low level of foreign direct investment. FDI dropped to less than $5 billion in 2013, from an annual average of $84 billion in 2005-07.

Cato’s Gene Healy picks the five worst op-eds for the year, writing at Reason.com, “Some people make New Year’s resolutions; I prefer New Year’s recriminations.” First up is Dr. Keith Ablow, at FoxNews.com. Gene writes of Ablow’s piece:

“We need the spirit of an American jihad” insists psychiatrist and Fox News commentator Dr. Keith Ablow—not, he hastens to add, the behead-the-infidel kind. Instead, he means “jihad” in the sense of “a ‘war or struggle against unbelievers’ ”—those scoundrels, at home and abroad, who doubt the self-evident truth that “We the People of the United States are good and we are right.” As Kenny Powers, the tubby, loudmouthed ex-baseball star from the HBO comedy “Eastbound and Down,”once put it: “I honestly just feel that America is the best country and the other countries aren’t as good. That used to be called patriotism.”

At home, Dr. Keith’s jihad would institutionalize the notion that “our Constitution is a sacred document” and establish self-worship as our national civic religion. “An American jihad would make every teacher of American history not only a public servant, but a servant of the Truth,” he writes.

Abroad, star-spangled holy warriors would “spread around the world our love of individual freedom and insist on its reflection in every government,” working to ensure that “every nation on earth” is eventually “governed by freely elected leaders and our Constitution.” Achieving that dream will likely require “an international mercenary force for good,” “boots on the ground in many places in the world,”  and “no quarter” for evil-doers.

On a David Lebovitz food, chocolate, wine tour several years ago, Alex Lobrano, former European correspondent for the now defunct Gourmet magazine, joined us for dinner one evening at one of Christian Constant’s establishments in Paris’ 7^th arrondissement. David, former pastry chef for Alice Water’s Chez Panisse in Berkley, CA, is the author of The Sweet Live in Paris, Ready for Dessert, and My Paris Kitchen (my favorite).

Alex is a keen observer of the nuances that contribute to or detract from a restaurant. All is fair game. His descriptions often include illuminating quips about chefs, waiters or patrons. If you haven’t read Alex’s Hungry for Paris or Hungry for France, you have missed out on some fine writing.

Read here from the WSJ the fond memories Alex has of the Oyster Bar at New York City’s Grand Central Station and why it played a large part in his “epicurean education.” And enjoy GCS’s recipe for Manhattan Clam Chowder. Bon appetite.

Lobrano writes:

The old Oyster Bar was about the food America ate before it became interested in food. Then the restaurant, along with the country, got a bigger and better appetite. Often I’ll sit at the counter for a meal that’s expedient but inflected by the charm of serious waitresses. (These nice ladies aren’t biding their time until a second audition on Broadway.) On a swivel stool, I always go for the clams—Manhattan clam chowder and then the fried-clam sandwich. In the sit-down dining room, I’m more promiscuous. There I’ll let myself be tempted by oysters—their list is terrific—and then the chowder, or the chowder and the dish I order every other year to remind myself not to order it again: the fried coconut jumbo shrimps with coconut rice and pineapple, the awful faux-Polynesian thing I used to order before I learned to love real fish.

I suffered a childhood aversion to seafood, which is why it’s easy to plot the evolution of my appetite against the menu of the Oyster Bar. It was one of the key places where I shed my timidity at the table.

You might say it was the chowder that hooked me. The pivotal bowl came in the late ’70s, during a lunch with an elegantly leonine friend of my grandmother’s, a distinguished retired book editor I hoped could help me get a summer job. “One way or another,” she advised, indelibly, “if you want to work in publishing, you’ll have to be very good at doing lunch!” She ordered the Manhattan clam chowder, so I did, too.

I was apprehensive while we waited, but when the chowder came to the table, it looked pretty much like a nice tomato soup. It wasn’t. To my surprise, the clams goosed it up into something racier, their chewy meat adding bite to the bowl and their juices a delicious undertow of the sea. It was delicious.