In today’s culture of hyperbole, born of desperate attempts to be noticed amid the Niagara of Internet and other outpourings, the label “genius” is affixed promiscuously to evanescent popular entertainers, fungible corporate CEOs, and other perishable phenomena. But it almost fits the saloon singer — his preferred description of himself — who was born 100 years ago, on December 12, 1915, in Hoboken, N.J./George Will, National Review. More here.