I was raised as a creationist. I'd come home from school with a brain full of evolution and an enthusiasm for T-Rex and my mother saw it as her mission to put an end to it. To counter my indoctrination she'd say, "Dinosaurs and people were alive at the same time." The world, she explained, was created in six days. All the animals were there at once. "Why were there no dinosaurs anymore," I asked? Her answer: "They were too big to get on the boat." (Noah's ark.)
Back in 1971 when the hippie revolution's Pied Piper, Abbie Hoffman, authored "Steal This Book" he got the very outrage he sought. Thirty publishing houses rejected it and, when the book finally came out, more than a dozen newspapers refused to print ads to promote it.
Margaret Thatcher, who served as prime minister of Britain from 1979 to 1990, is most famous for teaming up with my father Ronald Reagan and Pope John Paul II to peacefully end the Cold War and bring about the collapse of the Soviet Union.
Back when I was still writing speeches and giving policy advice to naïve candidates foolish enough to listen to me, I once told a young, first-time congressional candidate who was depressed about all the negative attacks coming his way that you can tell a lot about a man by the enemies he attracts. Such was the case with Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher.
Political correctness is like a tsunami in that no one understands the extent of its danger until after the massive wave sweeps across the land and then recedes.
Back in the winter, Republicans were perfectly happy to let the sequester happen. They hewed to their math-challenged belief that Washington could slash the budget deficit by taking an axe to entitlement programs, preserving or hiking defense spending, lowering tax rates, and foregoing any new revenue. And if the Obama administration refused to go that route, Republicans were fine to let the sequester kick in on March 1 - as mandated by the 2011 deal between the parties.
Get this: President Obama has proclaimed April as National Financial Capability Month.
Some days it is really hard to defend the honor of the South, but it's only on the days that end in Y.
Listeners often call my radio program saying their state stole money from them, or they received a letter warning them of the impending theft.
Since incumbent Republicans are in favor of gay marriage, it's clear-gays are out. Recently Senator Rob Portman (R-Ohio) and Senator Mark Kirk (R-Illinois) have endorsed marriage equality. LGBTs are no longer that group Republicans can win elections by promising to keep them away from us. The GOP swore to protect marriage and on their watch the altar was altered anyway. Now the party of Lincoln is gay-friendly, or at least not as successfully gay-hostile.
Forget the robin. Ignore the tulips. Do not let the Easter Bunny, hummingbirds or awakening bears hoodwink you. The first baseball thrown in anger is the true harbinger of spring and calendar alarm for the lazy discard of the heavy encumbrances of winter. Ditch the parka and pull out the windbreaker. Stash the boots and burn the long underwear. Trust me. Burn the long underwear.
HOLLYWOOD – God bless America, and how's everybody?
Billions of Christians around the world celebrated Easter last Sunday, but not our media.
Traditionally it's the Hollywood celebrities with a cause who seem way out there, and the pundits discussing their verbal excesses who seem more thoughtful. Not so in the rage fest between Canadian-born star Jim Carrey and talk-show-model-born Fox News.
I found something on the IRS Web site I never expected to see: quotations from great minds on taxes.
They're going to have to get used to it.
Last week President Obama admitted that his administration has not worked out a strategy on how to deal with the emergence of the Islamic State in Iraq and Syria (ISIS) as a dominant force in the Middle East. However, as ISIS continues its march through Syria and Iraq, many in the US administration believe it is, in the words of Defense Secretary Chuck Hagel, a threat "beyond anything we have ever seen."
Even on the hottest nights of the summer, my father knew how to make our house ice cold.
The plume of a great doom now looms. Talking about that wonderfully hideous first Monday in September- Labor Day. Yeah, sure, it's a big time, bona fide holiday, but being the last warm wet splash of summer- so bittersweet. Like the final free Continental breakfast buffet before checking out of a five-star hotel.
Are you ready for long waits, bare store shelves and higher prices?
I recently published two stories about outspoken, committed socialists: one, an active member of the Industrial Workers of the World running for U.S. Senate and the other a self-described Marxist college professor leading a movement urging the federal government to regulate the Internet. While the facts I cited were undisputed, the left nonetheless reacted with attacks on me personally, on the organization I run, and on people they presume are our donors - which just proves how important it is to assure the privacy of our actual donors and protect them from such attacks.