On a micro level, it has recently dawned on me what high-cost delinquent dads are to society. During my time teaching at an Ivy League school, more than half of my office hours were spent with male students looking for…
One year ago, almost to the day, I used this column as a “post-wedding dispatch” to offer some (very) preliminary thoughts on marriage. The column was published five days after my wedding. Now, almost exactly one year later, I am…
A particularly idiotic aphorism touted by our mindless culture is this cliché: Wait until you have enough money to have kids. This nugget serves as secular wisdom, courtesy of the noxious winds of the zeitgeist. It always frustrates me. When…
Ninety-six. That’s how many kids Dylan Stone-Miller, a sperm donor, has fathered. And now, like any father, he wants to visit his biological children — many of whom don’t even know he’s their dad. In a recent story for the…
Fatherhood is calmness, certainty, and trust. Because one day they put a baby in your hands. Tiny. Irritated, still crying its first. Examining blindly with new senses, it calms down in the presence of a man whose voice has accompanied…
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…
I started writing for The American Spectator four years ago to help counter a dangerous trend: the progressive devaluation of men in the culture. My very first piece reflected on the 10-year-anniversary of the Liam Neeson mega-hit Taken, about an…
Roe is gone. Now, thinkers on the right and left are jockeying to interpret what this moment requires of our politics. There are often intractable differences between the two camps, but unfortunately both are attempting to determine the future of…
