Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. Ronald Reagan This Memorial Day, I am reminded of something my father used to say to honor this weekend. “Don’t take your freedom lightly.” If I wasn’t completely tuned-in, he would add, “It was more expensive than you can ever imagine.” While the only action […]
Category: Soap Box
Each year on MLK day, I take a moment to read and watch excerpts from Dr. King. My usual m.o. is to provide a few handy links to his “I Have A Dream” speech, a dream made all the more poignant today by the nightmarish ineptitude of our fools on The Hill. This year, other […]
First pants. Then shoes. The wisdom of this core principle has successfully guided dressing practices since the dawn of pants and enjoys the rare distinction of almost complete bipartisan support. It’s also noteworthy, that since its inception, this adage has almost entirely eradicated all incidences of post traumatic dress disorder. Most important, the purity of […]
The doctor on call for my June 29 appendectomy happened to be a proctologist, one of the many random details that came rushing at me as my gurney careened toward the operating room. In the 15 minute Tsunami of activity that had taken place between determining my appendix was counting down to detonation and the looming surgery, I had barely begun to…
In the wake of the tragic cowardly attacks in NYC on Tuesday (10.31.2017), I have this vision of ISIS leaders monitoring American news outlets and once again gleefully shaking their heads with a combination of jubilation and disbelief. Unarmed innocent women, children and men killed or injured. “Shukran!” Major media outlets obsess and plaster […]
In October of 2017, I had a vision that Chief of staff John Kelly took a walk through Arlington Cemetery. To the haunting sound of a bugler playing Taps, he stepped among and then beyond the stones of some of “the finest men and women on earth,” stopping finally at a cheap plastic picket fence […]
There’s an 800 pound rabid gorilla on the loose sodomizing everyone in its path, and our genius representatives are at each other’s throats arguing about who should pay for the lube.