It’s now been two years since Andrew Breitbart died. Unlike many of Breitbart’s friends and admirers who initiated a relationship with him, I was forced to relate with him. And I don’t like being forced to do anything.
One of my favorite TV shows is DUDE, YOU’RE SCREWED.
Last Sunday, as most of you know, the Oscar winning actor Philip Seymour Hoffman died of a heroin overdose.
The other day, as the rest of the U.S. was experiencing record lows brought on by the Polar Vortex that Al Gore’s beclouded crystal ball didn’t see coming, I was soaking up the eighty-three degree rays in Miami at my gated-community’s swank pool. Boo-yah. That’s why we endure hurricanes folks, for the glorious winter weather.
The Kronies are in action: Mandating, Tarrify-ing, Inflating, and Boondoggling their way to profits powered by their special connection to the G-Force.
Y’know, when I was a wee lad growing up in West Texas, public schools weren’t all that bad. We started our day off with the pledge of allegiance, said prayers during football games, actually studied our nation’s founding docs, sang patriotic songs, and we celebrated the true meaning of both Christmas and Easter.
Being the gracious, humble and successful man that I am, I thought I’d leave a bread trail for other writers who’d like to wade into the cultural quagmire via their laptop.
I hate New Year’s resolutions. The reason? Well, it’s not so much the well-meaning, lofty—yet ofttimes delusional—resolutions many of us spout off at midnight (wasted, of course) … it’s because of the lack of sober follow through once January 1st smacks us in the face. Yep, as Al Gore once famously said, amidst all our good intentions, “it’s hard for a zebra to change its spots.” More than likely most of us will revert back to the way we’ve always been.
Let me see if I have this right. According to the Thought Police, Duck Dynasty’s patriarch Phil Robertson is a bigot because he said what the majority of the planet believes namely, that men prefer a woman’s yoo-hoo instead of a man’s Chattahoochee canal?
Lawyer’s for 16-year-old Ethan Couch were able to pawn off on a doe-eyed court that “affluenza” was to blame for his stealing beer at WalMart, getting wasted and then plowing his out of control Ford F-350 into a group of folks, killing four.
Why do some atheists embarrass themselves year after year trying to eradicate Christmas from American culture? Why do they make themselves societal hemorrhoids during this hallowed season?
I will assist you and yours in avoiding being a potential victim of these vicious sub-human scoundrels.
“If some animals are good at hunting and others are suitable for hunting, then the Gods must clearly smile on hunting.” - Aristotle
If one wants to look to someone superior and follow him or her as to what or what not to grub, then I think we should not look to anyone currently schlepping the third rock from the sun; especially the freaks at PETA.
What a stark contrast I beheld this week between our Lyin’ King President, Barack Obama, and our American treasure, the Reverend Billy Graham.
Do any of you remember back in the day when, if you were a listless, visionless, slack-jawed, gum-smackin’ laggard, your parents and peers would look at you weirdly and they wouldn’t make excuses for you, or say you have some special disease like “lazyassotosis”, and that’s why you’re such a daft dasypygal?
Hey, reader: have you ever noticed the lack of men in our culture nowadays?
I know way too many folks on the Right that are fighting for “our country” and for “family values”, and yet they don’t “value” their own family.
The Christians of the first century were rebels with a cause.
I was told as a young squab growing up in west Texas that life is about compromises—finding a happy medium between two parties in any given situation so that neither party feels like it’s being deep fried in bacon fat.
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