By way of christening his new blog, Todd Seavey threads together three seemingly disparate elements—his life, his parents’ dog’s life and the qualified triumph of laissez-faire—into a pretty well complete whole. A sample:
I was born in 1969, during Woodstock. From that point until about twenty years later, Reagan’s election notwithstanding, I’d say the left was in the ascendant in Western civilization, but on April Fool’s Day in 1989, according to the official records at the pound, my parents’ dog Uber was born (named by me after Nietzsche’s ubermensch, since I was in a sophomore philosophy class at the time and considered the dog “beyond good and evil” - possessed of a great, playful personality, though not very rules-conscious). From Uber’s birth onward, coincidentally or not, it was all downhill for communism and not a bad time for globalism, neoliberalism, neoconservatism, and the spread of libertarian ideas, if not exactly for full-fledged laissez-faire policies (a sort of leveling-off of government growth rather than a radical reversal of it).
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?