The answer is depressing. Continue reading The Road
I’m starting a new series about growing up in Forks WA, if anyone’s interested! Plus lots of essays about a number of topics. Please stop by!
Something I heard in the Seventies all the time was, Where do you draw the line? You have to be old enough to remember when the subject of no-fault divorce was new and dangerous. That would be 1969-70. Then came “legalized abortion”: 1971. Alongside that, the topic of euthanasia. The conservatives I knew in Forks, WA kept asking, Where do you draw the line? Of course, the progressives thought them silly, and stuffy, but wouldn’t answer the fookin’ question. Continue reading Where Do You Draw the Line?
Dr. Laura to quit radio show in PC Dustup: ‘I Want to Be Able to Say What’s On My Mind Without Some Special-Interest Group Deciding This Is the Time to Silence Dissent‘
You and the rest of us, Doc. Continue reading Quick Links
My friend Virgil and I spend a fair amount of time cracking our otherwise delicate skulls over the idea of ‘What to do? How to rebuild America?’ As best I can tell, this is something like an answer. Continue reading What to Do?
Irish Cicero and Father, 1971
It being 6 June, introspection has stolen my attention for the moment. Please bear with me. Continue reading Some D-Day Thoughts on Rights
In general, tutored by TV’s Professor Beck, we’re hearing that true conservatives should regard the New Deal etc. as unconstitutional too. It’s become fashionable to harp on the Progressive narrative from Woodrow Wilson to Lyndon Johnson as the key to what has derailed our country. The implication is that our Court abdicated its responsibility by not declaring the regulatory administrative state unconstitutional. Neither Porcher Nor Libertarian at Postmodern Conservative
There are two reasons why I have been picking on Libertarians of late, both of which are related to topics not involving libertarianism. Continue reading Professor Beck’s America
What an amazing moment in history! I am quite certain those of you who read my blog, Washington Rebel, must assume that I’m hopelessly pessismistic. Actually, that’s not true. I would say, instead, that I’m hopelessly realistic. I don’t nurse pipe dreams. Continue reading The End of an Era