
(With sincerest apologies to Democrats everywhere and, once again, to Clement Clark Moore.) ‘Twas the night before Christmas in 2008, All the liberals were happy, but not quite sedate; Their thoughts lifted skyward, their lips formed a prayer, In hopes…
As the year 2008 winds down and President Bush’s days in office draw to a close, liberals all over the world are celebrating the Iraq shoe-throwing incident. But this only illustrates that the Bush’s efforts in Iraq have proved a…
I have a friend named Mike who is a very intelligent and sensible man. He is a strong supporter of lower taxes, the rule of law, the military, and especially of the right to keep and bear arms; he is,…
From the trans fat Nazis in the Northeast to those on duty keeping school bake-sales safe for humanity out West; from banning plastic shopping bags — which were foisted on us by greenies to begin with — to fines for…
We arrive once again at the time of year when our ancestors gave thanks to God for the innumerable blessings he has bestowed on our beloved country. But as time goes on, the thanks, if any, goes more and more…
Scanning through the headlines, trying to find one that does not contain the phrase “president-elect” — does anyone remember George W. Bush being called anything but “Governor” until his inauguration? — I happened across a piece from the BBC humorously…
We have just witnessed an historical election to be sure. Not because we have sent a black man to the seat of power, but because a fortuitous confluence of economic occurrences has convinced our fellow citizens that a change in…
So what does it all mean? As I write this on Tuesday, the presidential election is, despite media cheerleading, still in doubt. But by the time you read this, the outcome may or may not be known. What is known…
I have a brother who revels in an old joke; so that when the gender of a family newborn is announced, he asks: “What does that make me, an aunt or an uncle?” As corny as that sounds — if…
For four days it was bliss. Sitting in the window of a 15th-century converted convent every morning, waiting for the sun to rise over a gorgeous valley filled with olive groves and pine trees, I was as near to heaven…