There was a time, or so Im told, when feminism was about equality for women. Women had been treated as second-class citizens in many well-documented ways, and it was not right.
In every cartoon Ive seen with an ostrich, there comes a scene where it gets scared and buries its head in the sand. Ostriches dont do this in real life, but it came to symbolize, in cartoons at least, the concept of thinking something bad will go away if you simply ignore it.
It seems like the world, or at least the media world, is obsessed with the happenings in Ferguson, Mo. No detail is too insignificant to speculate about, no matter how wild the speculation. I know more about it than I should, and I bet you do too.
On Thursday, I started a column about the problems of the political right, but there are too many to cover in one column, so here we are again.
There are major differences between the various factions of the political right – social conservatives, fiscal conservatives, national security conservatives, Tea Partiers, etc. – and they all, to some extent, bleed into each other to varying degrees. Each has their problems, just as each has their strengths, but for purposes of brevity I will just refer to them all nebulously as “Republicans.” It may irritate some, but tough. This is about politics, not pandering.
It’s a tradition as old as time – blaming someone else for one’s own problems.
People from every corner of the planet wanted to move here, throw themselves into that pot, become Americans and melt themselves into all the opportunity that word offered. That’s no longer the case. Thanks to the progressives’ “divide and conquer” electoral strategy, the melting pot has been thrown away and replaced with a series of chafing dishes.
I write today in the hope you all can get over whatever anger, distrust or bruised egos this primary season and political year has caused you. We on the right need to unite and send a message to progressives by unambiguously retaking the U.S. Senate in November.
?Democrats are getting desperate.
Remember the old saying, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me”? It’s meaningless now.
In the movie "Grosse Pointe Blank," one professional killer is protecting a target from another professional killer when he says the other hitman is either in love with the purported victim’s daughter “or he has a newfound respect for life.” It’s a comedy (and a good one), so the second hitman is in love the guy’s daughter. No newfound respect for life at all.
Growing up, I was – as I assume you were – inundated with lists of “the benefits of citizenship.” The list was long and capped, naturally, by the fact the United States was the best, strongest, freest nation on the planet.
I don’t get tanning, either outside or inside. I’ve never been a sun-worshipper and can’t stand hot summers.
?Remember when you could have fun at someone else’s expense?
It took 5 1/2 years, but we’ve finally found a law President Obama is willing to enforce as written.
We don’t have a president leading our government; we have a petulant child throwing a series of temper tantrums.
As you prepare to celebrate Independence Day, I thought I’d take this opportunity, while it still exists, to mock our progressive friends.
Stars are aligning for a big Republican victory this November – solidifying and expanding the GOP’s majority in the House and perhaps gaining one in the Senate.
In the last week Democrats participated in a break-fight of sorts, but it was more of a “broke-fight,” and if any of them win, we all will lose.
I apologize in advance for some of the terminology in this column. Much of it may make you angry, upset or downright sick to your stomach. It’s not that I use the name “Washington Redskins,” it’s that I talk about the Internal Revenue Service on page 2. Again, apologies.
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