Although the Rutgers University faculty and students are rising as one to try to block her from delivering the commencement address this spring, Condoleezza Rice is able to ignore such minor ignominies and concentrate instead on something that really, really matters: banning the perfectly good English word bossy.
Governor Bobby Jindal has committed a shocking faux pas.
Why do Republicans insist upon giving the Democrats more ammo for their phony “war on women” rhetoric?
A recent report on Market Watch—hardly a right-wing hangout—should be required reading for every Democrat who believes that extending “temporary” unemployment benefits is always the humane thing to do.
If you liked your holidays, one reason may have been that President Obama was on the golf course and not behind the teleprompter. Like Pat Sajak—who famously tweeted that he never thought he’d find somebody else’s vacation so relaxing—I have loved every minute of President Obama’s Hawaiian idyll.
Drop Hawaii, the President ought to stay home, wear pajamas, drink hot chocolate, and praise American’s generosity.
And I’ll admit it: it’s a small thrill to be attacked in the Nation, that stalwart of lefty orthodoxy. As for the class warrior bit, however, could this be projection?
Speak up—I must need a hearing aid. Oops! I’m going to have to content myself with an elective abortion or free birth control pills instead. Bummer.
Geraldo Rivera’s infamous selfie—that’s a picture that one takes of themselves for those not up on the current lingo—revealed the nearly-nude 70-year-old celebrity looking lovingly into a bathroom mirror and should have been the ultimate herald that the end times are fast-approaching.
Speaking only for myself, I have an urgent plea for the White House: Please don’t fire Health and Human Services Secretary Kathleen Sebelius!
One of the questions I pose in my forthcoming book When Did White Trash Become the New Normal? is this: Should I limp when I’m at the disability office?
“Everybody I know is here!” exclaimed a delighted Cecile Richards, president of Planned Parenthood.
It’s been a bad week for the metrosexual male.
When Republicans and Democrats were locked in combat over the debt limit in 2011, President Obama famously warned Rep. Eric Cantor: “Don’t call my bluff.”
A question has been haunting me since President Obama’s August 9, pre-Vineyard press conference: How does the press corps come up with all those stupid questions?
When the G8 summit met in Belfast earlier in the summer, one overriding ambition drove the grand panjandrums of international order: the imperative of squeezing more money out of people and corporations.
Summers would be as alien as Samarkan to today's high-school and college-aged young people. And summer—like everything else in our increasingly class-conscious society—has become two-tiered.
When the Obama administration suddenly announced that it was delaying the dreaded employer mandate, a chief component of ObamaCare, your first reaction may have been a sigh of relief. After all, it's a job killing requirement.
One might have thought beauty pageants, throwbacks to a pre-1960s world, would be political correctness-free zones. This is not the case as Marissa Powell—aka Miss Utah—learned the hard way Sunday night when she flubbed a politically-charged question at the Miss USA pageant.
Hand-wring about Americans’ growing distrust of government has led Paul Volcker, the respected former Federal Reserve chairman, to launch an institute aimed at restoring faith in government.
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