I was expecting a nice leisurely April—a month of long walks as the trees begin to bloom, front porch cocktails as the temperature warms, and maybe, when the weather was just right, that first up-North road trip of summer. Unfortunately, I underestimated the amount of pressure I’m going to be under. April is the kind of month set aside for awareness raising events, and it will take time, money, and plenty of ribbon if I’m going to participate properly. (more)
For the past hundred years, citizens of the United States shared one common holiday, regardless of faith, race, or sex. Though it has never appeared on any calendar, we marked a day upon which we managed to slip free of our shackles and buy our way out of indentured servitude. In 1900, it fell on Jan. 22. By 2009, the last year President George W. Bush scheduled the event, it had been pushed back to the first week of May. This year, most expected it to be held during the first week of August. It was, of course, Tax Freedom Day—the day when American workers stopped toiling to pay their government, and began working for themselves. Sadly, barring Constitutional challenges, we’ll never see another one. (more)
“Do they understand what this is doing to their own party?” (more)
Whether he’s speaking about Afghanistan, health care, or the economy, President Obama begins each engagement by reminding America that the previous administration was an utter, abject failure. Time and time again, he tells us how he inherited a set of problems worse than any president since FDR. Everything that happened from 2000 to 2008 falls under attack, from the handling of 9/11, to the missing WMD’s and our failure to capture Bin Laden. Whatever the issue, wherever he appears, more than a year into his administration, the wisest, most intelligent president of them all, Barack Obama, is still attacking George W. Bush in nearly every speech he gives. (more)
The Obama administration loves the word “summit.” We’ve had beer summits, jobs summits, business summits, summits with auto-industry big wigs, and summits with Big Labor. In fact we’ve seen so many summits that it may well be time to change the definition of the word. It’s longer an important, possibly once-in-a-lifetime meeting between two heads of state. No, sir. These days, a summit is a gathering of people, from a specific corner of American life, that have angered or frustrated our wise commander in chief. (more)
The past five days were big ones for news that mattered. Our TVs were clogged with rumors about Howard Stern joining American Idol, Tiger’s apology, Olympic Hockey, and roughly 47 hours of Barack Obama speeches—all of which were essentially the same. In the midst of this was a story of jaw-dropping importance that I suspect most major news outlets were simply afraid to run. After all, it has the potential to shake the faith of millions of devout Christians and may just expose a cover-up that could bring the Catholic Church to its knees. I speak, of course, about the shocking revelation that Jesus Christ was gay. (more)
I was looking over my past few articles and I’ve come to the conclusion that people who don’t know me might think I’m a frightening malcontent. Due to the current political climate, it feels like I’m constantly complaining. Thanks to the train wreck being created by the president and Congress, it’s true that I haven’t been so upbeat lately. However, I’m not just some miserably bitter grouch, so I figured I should take some time run down a few things that fill me with genuine optimism. (more)
“We choose not to go to the moon. We choose not to go to the moon in the foreseeable future and not to do the other things, not because they are hard, but because they are expensive, because that goal will serve only to waste our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are unwilling to pay for, one we are unwilling to continue, and one which we intend to abandon…” (more)























