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.
One would hope that Americans would recognize that we are on the edge of a precipice.
After the April 15 terrorist bombing in Boston, T-shirts bearing the slogan “Boston Strong—Wrong City to Mess With” began sprouting all over the city as a way of raising beleaguered spirits.
Billionaire investor Warren Buffett has his secretary—and Barack Obama has…me. Like countless other U.S. taxpayers, I was interested but not at all surprised to learn, when I paid my annual visit to Mr. Block, that my effective tax rate for 2012 was higher than Mr. Obama’s enviable effective rate of 18 percent.
Stuart Stevens is the former chief strategist for the Romney campaign. He has just joined Tina Brown’s stable of reasonably presentable conservatives as a columnist at Ms. Brown’s The Daily Beast. I wish Stevens well—he’s a gifted writer and hails from my native state.
One might have thought the campaign season was over, but in fact a new campaign is beginning. This was made clear with the president's trip to what was billed as a "middle class family home" to talk fiscal cliff and tax policy.
While campaigning in Colorado with that pill, Sandra Fluke, at his side, President Obama eloquently summarized what he sees as the dilemma that confronts the typical coed: textbooks or contraception?
President Obama’s self-revealing “You didn’t build that” speech in Roanoke, Va., is turning out to be the gift that keeps on giving. The speech was delivered July 13, and the New York Times last week dubbed it “the campaign story that will not go away.” There are several reasons why this story won’t—and must not—go away.