Where is Leslie Knope when we need her?
Winter is over! Winter is over! Excuse the jubilation, but we ink-stained wretches love the ritual excitement that occurs every spring. This spring is extra exciting, because it comes with our big quadrennial first sighting of a red nose popping out of the presidential wannabe clown car.
The incongruous way media have chosen to cover the physical punishment in boxing and mixed martial arts on the one hand, and football on the other, is enough to give anyone who cares about sports a serious headache.
Senator Barack Obama excited his liberal base by passionately reciting scathing polemics against individualism, soaring verses about some vague oceans calming and undecipherable humblebrag about "we are the ones we've been waiting for."
When Ted Cruz officially stepped into the 2016 presidential ring this week the boo-birds attacked immediately.
Prevailing wisdom tells us many things, but so little of it seems related to reality.
A 6th grader in East Texas recently challenged state lawmakers to do what she and every other public-school kid have to do during testing season: "Sit in a room for up to four hours, without talking, writing, drawing, reading, or using your cell phone." Because millions of children are taking Common Core standardized tests this time of year, I did her one better. I took a 4th-grade English Language Arts practice test. The good news is I passed.
The old grocery store in my neighborhood is closing next month. Boy, does that make me sad.
Twelve years ago last week, the U.S. launched its invasion of Iraq, an act the late General William Odom predicted would turn out to be "the greatest strategic disaster in U.S. history."
You might want to stuff your pants pockets with sand and hang onto the rail as the ship of state lurches towards the distinct possibility that the next election to command the helm will be between Jeb Bush and Hillary Clinton. The brother versus the wife. Sounds like a probate lawsuit.
On April 13, 2005 the House of Representatives voted overwhelmingly, 272 to 162, to permanently repeal the federal estate tax, also known as the death tax. But in the ten years since, they have all but dropped the issue. A stunning 236 of the current members of the House have never had an opportunity to vote on it. Fortunately, the Ways & Means Committee under Chairman Paul Ryan (R-Wis.) will soon consider a bill, H.R. 1105, written by Reps. Kevin Brady (R-Texas) and Sanford Bishop (D-Ga.) that would repeal the death tax. House leadership should bring it to the floor ...
Last week a political bloodbath unfolded on Capitol Hill.
One of my college roommates had a propensity for dismissing a rule (or someone else's interests) with "Pish posh! That's for lesser mortals!"
"What about the children?"
The country breathed a collective sigh of relief following Hillary Clinton's masterful press conference last week, held in response to the controversy surrounding her email troubles. "It's all fine. Don't worry about it. We got it covered. Easy peasy lemon squeezy."
Since President Obama's first year in office, the federal government has been illegally using your federal tax dollars to pay lobbyists at the state and local level to lobby for tax hikes, zoning restrictions, and other nanny state policies that pick your pockets and limit your freedom. Every time a scandal breaks or Congress tries to crack down on abuses, the grant-making program changes its name and keeps on going.
Rand Paul's prospects of ever being president are on a par with the Philadelphia Phillies' odds of winning the pennant. If he somehow makes it to the Oval Office, I will personally climb Mt. Everest and chisel his curly locks into the rocks.
Texas stereotype shattered. Texas stereotype confirmed.
Justice has been done in Boston, but it's not finished.
Imagine if a doctor struggled to pay a small debt and as punishment the government took away his stethoscope. Or, if a ballerina owed money and was forced to surrender her toe shoes. Makes no sense, right?
Q. Governor of Indiana, Mike Pence, signed the Religious Freedom Restoration Act. What's the big deal?
Over the last several months, Marco Rubio has been mentioned by the national media so many times one might think he was just elected president.
The President of the United States of America announced a peace deal with Iran. It's been so long that American leadership in the world sought peace through diplomacy I forgot we had it in our foreign policy tool box. The last time that occurred to me was on a Spring Break trip to Arkansas, which, granted, is also not an idea that occurs to many people.
When I came to, I was on my back on the floor of my accountant's office.
Apple CEO Tim Cook should know better than to freak out over Indiana's Religious Freedom Restoration Act (RFRA). His company was also the victim of media alarmism and hyperbole.
The president was talking to America's enemy, extending his hand in the interests of peace, and the war hawks were going nuts. One conservative leader assailed "a weakened president, weakened in spirit as well as in clout." Another conservative leader denounced the president as "a useful idiot for (enemy) propaganda." A top conservative columnist lamented the president's "moral disarmament."
Next to Interstate 15, about 45 miles south of Las Vegas, sit three mysterious structures that look like gigantic table lamps giving off blinding light.
March Madness hit Indiana hard this week.
When we were teenagers, my "the South's gonna do it again" younger brother bought into some weird conspiracy theory that Gen. Robert E. Lee didn't really surrender at Appomattox Courthouse, Virginia. Lee supposedly thought he was merely handing his sword over to someone for cleaning. (The deniers who concocted the theory apparently also believed that Europeans never really landed in the New World but just filmed it out in the desert somewhere.)
Ah, springtime has finally arrived in Washington, D.C.