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I witnessed this maybe ten years ago on a quiet midweek afternoon in the lodge at the bunny slope at Killington Ski Area:
A man was loudly berating the girl attendant at the ski rental desk. His boots were wrong, his skis were wrong, everything was wrong, and it was all her fault. The man was abusive and nasty. He didn’t see me, but I saw him: Norman Mailer.p>So this is how the great Mailer treats the little people, I thought. The young lady was very accommodating, but it struck me that she probably knew as much about suitable rental equipment for skiing the bunny slope at Killington as Mr. Mailer knew about the naked and the dead. br> — Mark Candon br> Rutland, VT /p> p> I don’t know, Mr. Dunlap. I liked the sentence about the sky attaining the color of the tea set stored in the attic since Grandma died 20 years ago. It successfully conjured up a visual image for me.
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?