Frank Schell is right about what a dreary business the James Bond series could be had it been initiated in today’s politically correct Hollywood. I’m glad we didn’t have to see Sean Connery as 007 telling his latest scantilly-dresed honey that he would get back to her right after he finished answering his emails and making the monthly payment on his Aston Martin hybrid.
Imagine how differently other old-time favorites would be done under our current sensitive, environmentally-conscious, multi-cultural, androgynous sensibility. A friend recently reminded me of Gunsmoke, a pre-political correctness favorite of mine and many others. If that one was made this year, Matt Dillon would be a Civil War veteran dealing with post traumatic stress disorder. He would be ambivalent about the violence common to the frontier. He would still shoot bad guys, but he would brood about it. He would have gotten into Kitty’s kit in episode one (episode two, latest) and Chester would be gay. Doc would be going to AA meetings.
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?