R. Emmett Tyrrell Jr. is founder and editor in chief of The American Spectator, a political and cultural monthly, which has been published since 1967.
Tyrrell founded The American Spectator (originally called The Alternative) in 1967 after receiving a master of arts in history from Indiana University, from which he also received his bachelor of arts in 1965. In 1979 Time Magazine named Emmett Tyrrell one of the 50 future leaders of America. In 1978, the U.S. Jaycees chose him as one of their "Ten Outstanding Young Americans" of the year. In 1977, he received the American Institute for Public Service's Award for the "Greatest Public Service Performed by an American 35 Years or Under." The same year, he was presented with the American Eagle Award of the Invest-In-America National Council.
Emmett Tyrrell currently serves as a member of the Academic Advisory Board of the United States Naval Academy. Emmett Tyrrell is also a member of the Japan-U.S. Friendship Commission.
So it has come to this. The party that once nominated Franklin D. Roosevelt, John F. Kennedy and Harry S. Truman to win the presidency -- the party that once nominated men of the stature of Adlai Stevenson and Hubert Humphrey to contest the presidency -- is now left with the Three Stooges vying for the highest office in the land.
Last week, I wrote in this column that Dr. Ben Carson, a leading Republican candidate for the presidency, was an "American hero." I pronounced him thus even as the roof was falling in on his candidacy. Or was it?
Dr. Ben Carson is an American hero. He is also a frontrunner in the Republican race for the White House.
We are told that our political system here in Washington is "broken."
-- All patriotic, civic-minded Americans at this point in the electoral cycle have seen quite enough of our presidential aspirants on the debate stage. For a certitude, we have seen enough of the Democrats! One evening of them is enough for me.
Here we are again with Hillary Rodham Clinton confronted by charges of obstruction of justice, perjury and general improbity. Such behavior has been going on with her for a long time. Some journalists who today chronicle the charges facing the Clintons were not even born when it all began.
Regarding last week's mass murder in Oregon, what is there to say that is new? There was a day in America when such an atrocity was almost unheard of. There were family feuds, mafia murders, and I guess what were called juvenile delinquent murders, though they were comparatively rare and for the most part ignored.
Yet in all other respects I side with the pope, certainly on matters of faith and morals. On lesser matters, I have some quibbles. Purely as a managerial matter, would it not be better to allow priests to marry? I understand the economics of the problem. The Church is having a difficult time paying for one priest. At first glance, the economics would be even worse if the Church had to pay for a priest with a wife and children. But my guess is that each parish would find a way to make a go of their priests marrying. Would the married priest and his wife not be better able to run a parish school? At least that is my initial thought.
One candidate in the race for the Republican presidential nomination is not playing by the rules. He is rude and crude and having a very good time of it.
Thus we find ourselves in the Guggenheim, a vast building that, as far as I can see, has no right angles, arches or any columns that one usually associates with grand museums. It is a modern colossus, designed by Frank Gehry, a self-absorbed primate who has designed many modern colossi, and whose design for the Eisenhower Memorial in Washington, D.C., is now immobilized in controversy.
Known to The Spectator followers as the Baron Von Kannon, he was one of my dearest friends and wisest advisers for nearly 50 years. He will be a loss for me and for the conservative movement, but it was God's call.
I shall pose the question once again that I posed months ago: Why is the Democratic presidential field the field of AARP (American Association of Retired Persons), and where is the party's diversity?
That 1920s predecessor of President Bill Clinton has again been in the news and in a big way. Last week, the media resounded anew with delightful reports of President Warren Gamaliel Harding's nigh unto maniacal attraction to women, or at least to some women, during that period of American history that became known as the Roaring Twenties.
In the first paragraph of The New York Times' front-page story on Sunday, the Times said that because Megyn Kelly "questioned him forcefully at the Republican presidential debate," Donald Trump said she did it "because she was menstruating." He did not. Whether the Times was perpetrating a lie on its gullible readers or simply confused, I cannot say. In the next paragraph, readers can see for themselves what Trump actually said.
In addressing my old friend Vice President Joe Biden as he contemplates a run for the White House, I would ask him what he thinks of Hillary Clinton's chances for the presidency. In fact, what would he think of a Clinton presidency in the unlikely event she is nominated and wins? Do I hear four more years of Whitewaters, Travelgates, campaign finance violations, dubious pardons, Johnny Chungs, Charlie Tries and slutty cuties' feet protruding from behind the curtains?
The plot thickens! As we all know, the inspector general of the intelligence community has discovered that a small number of a small number of emails on Hillary Rodham Clinton's personal, albeit mysterious, server were, in fact, classified.
Every time Barack Obama pipes up, especially on a peripheral issue, he makes things worse -- no, not worse, appalling.
I cannot recall another time when American media have given so much aid and encouragement to a fledgling candidate as they have given to Donald Trump, and he is a billionaire. He does not need their help.
WASHINGTON -- Political observers are still speculating about whether the July 4th New York Times report on the loony biography of Democratic presidential candidate Bernie Sanders was meant as a hit-job or an encomium.
If you dutifully read the weekend newspapers and watched the Sunday morning gasbags on television, I suspect you departed the chaos with a terrible headache. Possibly you departed for the bar.