Michael Reagan, the eldest son of Ronald Reagan, is heard daily by over 5 million listeners via his nationally syndicated talk radio program, “The Michael Reagan Show.” The show airs on over 200 stations in the U.S. and for the world at www.radioamerica.com. His show has turned conventional radio wisdom upside-down, earning stellar ratings by concentrating on substantive national issues, albeit with a healthy dose of Mike's biting humor, wit and warmth. Listeners count on Michael Reagan to pierce the public relations veil that shrouds government and distorts the dominant media's coverage of social and cultural issues.
Michael Reagan’s radio career began with an appearance as a guest host on Michael Jackson’s program from KABC in Los Angeles. Michael Reagan was then host of a top-rated local radio program on San Diego’s KSDO before launching his national program in 1992. Prior to launching the national program, Michael Reagan set world records in power-boat racing. His racing raised more than $1.5 million for charities like the United States Olympic Team, Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile Diabetes Foundations and the Statue of Liberty Restoration Fund. His efforts were recognized when he became a recipient of the “Victor Award” for outstanding sports and humanitarian achievement.
Michael Reagan also serves on the board for The John Douglas French Alzheimer's Foundation and has authored many successful books including his best-selling autobiography, "On the Outside Looking In," and "The Common Sense of An Uncommon Man: The Wit, Wisdom and Eternal Optimism of Ronald Reagan." His latest book "Twice Adopted" is based on his personal story. Michael Reagan and his wife, Colleen, have two children and reside in Sherman Oaks, California.
Time's up, Mr. President.
The Rev. Al Sharpton is getting the right kind of grief.
Why have the protests and riots lasted so long in Ferguson?
Despite the media play Chicago gets, it isn't the official "Murder Capital of the U.S.A."
Hillary, you go girl. Run as hard as you can for president.
Here in this little French village of Sainte Mere Eglise they remember D-Day.
You all know who he is.
Behind the green curtain is where my world began to end. It was where my innocence was forever washed away in a porcelain pan filled with developer. Grainy images brought into strong relief on white paper that would become forever etched on my soul.
Stop listening to so much conservative talk radio. Take a break. Watch a cartoon. Go to a ballgame.
It was nice to be away from politics for a week. It was even nicer to be in the great city of Boston for six days to celebrate the running of the 118th Boston Marathon.
Don't Dump Pennsylvania's Governor
The Tea Party bosses have been listening to too much talk radio. They seem to think that what makes a good Republican candidate is someone who sounds like a talk radio host.
Watching the president doing his ObamaCare victory lap in the Rose Garden the other day made me feel so sick to my stomach I had to call my doctor.
Come on guys, let’s start focusing on the important stuff like ObamaCare, Ukraine and winning the Senate. All this outrage in the conservative media about how much money it’s costing for Barack Obama’s trip to Belgium and for Michelle Obama’s travels to China is just a waste of time.
Mr. Putin's quick takeover of the Crimean peninsula was no surprise to me. Neither was the Obama administration's half-butted reaction on Tuesday.
Someone better send John Kerry a high school geography textbook. Our brilliant Secretary of State doesn't seem to know that California is about two-thirds desert.
I was thinking of not doing a column this week.
In the darkest recesses of our minds we have always known that monsters exist. It is only when we are involuntarily thrust into an unfolding human tragedy that shocks our senses and devastates our hearts that we truly acknowledge their presence.
I admit I dozed off once or twice. And for the first half-hour I thought I was watching a rerun of last year’s State of the Union address.
On February 2 of this year, thousands will gather at Met Life Stadium in East Rutherford, N.J., to watch the Seattle Seahawks battle the Denver Broncos in Super Bowl XLVIII. As the athletes take the field and the fans cheer, they will be oblivious to the tragedy unfolding around them in dark hotel rooms across East Rutherford.