As I sit down gingerly to write this, it’s Sunday, just before noon. Yesterday I ran the half-marathon here in Nashville. What was I thinking? I’m now hobbling like an old man. Every part of my lower body hurts. My…

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What does one do with Europe these days? Taxicab drivers strike in Italy, leaving stranded travelers strewn about the place. Poland’s president jilts the leaders of France and Germany before a meeting because a German paper compares him to a…

By all accounts, the right has done it. We finally kicked the left’s ass. The jury — or, more specifically, the electorate — will render the final verdict late next year. If Bush delivers the head of the Democrat nominee…