There’s a really bad song called “Wake Me Up When September Ends” by a really bad band named Green Day. When the faux-punk outfit released the comically emo, radio-friendly single in 2004, they had no way of knowing that it…
The road to hell, as we know, is paved with good intentions. And perhaps no one has better intentions, or a faster car, than Democratic presidential candidate Andrew Yang. The Asian entrepreneur’s sense of humor and cheery disposition are a…
Make no mistake: they don’t like you, and they want to silence you. And whereas “they” at least once attempted to hide their disdain for conservatives, today America’s leading technology companies are all but celebrating it. Each day greets us…
If you feel like you’ve seen this movie before, it’s because you have. Mass shooting followed by partisan finger pointing followed by mass shooting followed by more partisan finger pointing … it’s as if we are stuck in the worst…
The left has long fancied itself as the champion of science, insisting for years now that the tools of logic and reason belong to no one else. By extension, it often considers conservatives Neanderthalic savages who place their faith in…
Reading the headlines these days, it seems America is besieged by countless threats. China, deficits, a broken educational system, there’s no shortage of monsters under our proverbial bed intent on doing us in. But lurking in the shadows, virtually unnoticed,…
Terrorists, it seems, hate lots of things. And most of those things are either rooted in or expressions of freedom. Some hate speech that contradicts their beliefs; others clothing that goes against their own religious or cultural norms; and yet…
History, it seems, has come full circle. A little more than two years after Donald Trump rocked the Republican establishment and shocked the world with the electoral upset of the century, a motley crew of Democrats is jockeying to unseat…
I’m so old I remember when journalists at least pretended to be objective. While they certainly had their prejudices, the journalistic old guard rarely tattooed them on their foreheads or paraded them around like show poodles on leashes. If you…