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Josiah Vega

Josiah Vega served as a research and development intern at The American Spectator Foundation.
by | Apr 16, 2013

Monday I awoke after a fitful night’s sleep. I had driven in from Rancho Mirage after a delightful few days at our home in the desert. The climate was good. The views were good. I did have possibly the worst…

by | Apr 11, 2013

Saturday Fragments of a note I sent to my dear pal who is in drab confinement… “All of your letters are moving, but the last several have been especially moving. You must be getting terribly worn down by this experience….

by | Apr 3, 2013

TuesdayA devastating, searing day. I got up, swam, went to my 12-step meeting in Palm Desert, ate sushi, went to the Westfield Mall to get newspapers, then headed for CVS at Rancho Las Palmas to buy fiber. As I stood…

by | Mar 31, 2013

LONG AGO, my old economics professor, the superteacher C. Lowell Harriss, started our first class on Money and Banking by saying simply, “Economics is about the allocation of scarce goods.” This perfect definition has stood me in good stead all…

by | Mar 26, 2013

Sunday This has been a great day. Last night, I drove down to Long Beach. This formerly drab Navy town has been spruced up and looks like Vegas. Bright, inviting, cheery. I checked into my hotel room at the Hyatt…

by | Mar 22, 2013

SundayHere I am out at our house in Malibu. It is a small house but on a good lot with sweeping ocean views. It was designed by a well-known Malibu architect and built in the 1950s. My wife and I…

by | Mar 7, 2013

WednesdayDinner at a fine restaurant in Little Rock with my wife, who looks and is the happiest she has ever been, her uncle Bob Denman, brother of my late war hero father-in-law, Col. Dale Denman, Jr., Alex’s cousins, Bob, Jr….

by | Mar 5, 2013

Now for a sad story of our times. A few days ago, I opened my AOL to read a story that has me reeling. I have since learned more about it and this has me reeling, too. Very recently, a…

by | Feb 28, 2013

SaturdayHmmm. I slept in my office above the garage this morning. I have gotten into the evil habit of getting up in the middle of the night, reading some upsetting book about Hitler, and then finding that I am too…

by | Feb 27, 2013

Long ago, when I was a child, I had a dear friend who was — or seemed to be — totally loaded. When this young man grew up, he went into the minerals business. He did fabulously well, at first….

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