Ben Stein’s Diary
Ben Stein’s Diary
by | Sep 22, 2022

I first met Aram Bakshian in the fall of 1961. We were both Washingtonians. He was a senior at Woodward Prep, a Washington day school about one block west of the White House. I was a senior at a simply…

by | Sep 5, 2022

Sunday Today, September 4, 2022, I watched a series of news stories on Fox News about the deteriorating state of the world. Story number one was about the increasing closeness of China and Russia. They are holding military maneuvers together…

by | Aug 27, 2022

Here’s how it happened. The economy was overheating in terms of prices because of big jumps in oil and gas prices, caused largely by shortages in hydrocarbons because of shutdowns in energy minerals’ production. These were caused by fantastical claims…

by | Aug 6, 2022

It’s a fabulous day today. Sunny. Hot. Dry. I awakened at about 11 with a terrible stomach ache. But that’s standard and I have meds for them. The world’s most nearly perfect med, Paregoric, apparently has been banned. But I…

by | Jun 27, 2022

It just keeps getting worse around the subject of oil and gas and hydrocarbons and inflation and taxes and money. The current painful rate of inflation started not with Comrade Putin’s inexcusable invasion of Ukraine. It started on January 21,…

by | Jun 24, 2022

I can recall our marriage day as if it were yesterday. I was nervous. As scared as I was when I bought my first house on Klingle Street, Northwest. I didn’t like the idea of being locked into any kind…

by | Jun 16, 2022

Thursday God help us. The current roaring inflation did not start with Comrade Putin’s barbaric invasion of Ukraine. It started with Comrade “Joe” Biden’s slamming down fracking and the big pipeline. That, by itself, turned America from a major oil…

by | Jun 8, 2022

Tuesday p.m. I wish you could see how I live. It’s almost unbelievable. I am an old man, 77 years old, who walks slowly and unsteadily. But every day, in glorious, magnificent Los Angeles, I swim in my pool. In…

by | May 23, 2022

Saturday It’s a gloomy, cloudy day here in Beverly Hills. On days like this, gloomy, cloudy thoughts come into my brain. Or, maybe it’s because it’s spring and it’s Prom Time and Prom Time back in 1962 was one of…

by | May 18, 2022

I woke up screaming. The stock market is way down and it’s been going down sharply lately. It’s going down because people anticipate more inflation, mostly from rising oil prices, and this will move us towards recession — possibly. Meanwhile,…

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