Neal Boortz (that's me) has been a Talk Show Host (What Bill Clinton would refer to as a "Preacher of Hate") in Atlanta, Georgia since 1969. Since 1993 I have been holding forth on News Talk 750 WSB, a radio station with a 50,000 watt afterburner. Since early 1999 my show has been syndicated on radio stations from Maine to California and from Alaska to Florida. My program airs live from 8:30 to 1:00 pm each weekday. Right now I am closing in on four million listeners nationwide. Hey, that's not up to Limbaugh standards, but then I'm growing faster than he is.
Background? O.K., as if you weren't bored enough.
I was born on April 6, 1945 in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania. I didn't particularly like the accent of the people up there so I left for Texas about 30 days later when my Dad returned to the Pacific to continue his participation in World War II. (Marine pilot.) Texas was always my "official" residence, but I lived all over the place since Dad was in the Marine Corps. Some addresses would include Honolulu, Hawaii, Laguna Beach, California, Morehead City, North Carolina; Virginia Beach, Virginia, Pensacola, Florida and others.
By the ever-loving skin of my teeth I graduated High School in 1963 from Pensacola High with something like a C- average. A good collection of Polaroid photos of a member of the admissions staff opened the doors to Texas A&M University, and off I went. I was a worse student at A&M than I was in high school. I finished at A&M in 1967 and came to Atlanta to visit my parents. Dad was working at Lockheed at the time. I liked the place, and I stayed. I've been here ever since.
I wasn't through with higher education after Texas A&M. I entered law school in Atlanta in 1973 and graduated in 1977. Law school finally presented a challenge worthy of my attention, so I worked at it and graduated near the top of my class. I passed the bar before graduation so I went into practice immediately. I continued practicing law until I signed a contract with WSB in 1992.
During my years in talk radio I have managed to find other things to do. We'll attribute this to the fact that I am easily bored. From 1977 to 1992, as I said, I practiced law in addition to doing the talk show. Prior to 1977 you could find me working as a jewelry or carpet buyer, an insurance salesman, selling life and casualty insurance, loading trucks, slinging mail at the post office, working in an employment office, writing speeches for the Governor of Georgia and auditing the books overnight at a sleazy motel. Since I didn't retire from my law practice until I signed with WSB in 1992 this would mean that I was 47 years old before I ever had less than two jobs
I live in the Northern 'burbs during the week and in Southwest Florida during most weekends. When I'm not on the air or giving a speech somewhere, I like to spend whatever free time is left playing golf or flying. When it's time to slip the bonds of gravity I choose between a hot air balloon, my Mooney Ovation2 or my Super Decathlon. There's nothing like flying upside down to clear your mind ... among other things.
When I feel particularly frisky I like to sit down and write. My first book, "The Terrible Truth About Liberals," has been through six different printings. I'm presently working on my next book, "Somebody Has To Say It." I expect a brutal bidding war from several publishers for that one.
Politics? I'm a confirmed Libertarian. I believe that the principal difference between the Democrats and the Republicans is that the Democrats just want to grow our Imperial Federal Government a bit faster than the Republicans do.
Yes, I'm married. My wife, Donna, doesn't listen to the show. Never has. This is good. My daughter, Laura, uses a fake last name. Another good idea.
Run for office? Well, thanks for asking --- but I'm afraid that the worst possible thing would happen. I would win. That would be a financial disaster for me. I am, however, toying with the idea of running for President on the Libertarian Party ticket after I retire from talk radio. I'll run just once --- and just for the hell of it. I'll select the most qualified vice-presidential candidate possible just in case something strange happens and I win. After I'm sworn in I hang around long enough to sign an Executive Order requiring all airport screeners to have graduated in the top one-half of their high school class. Then I'll free all non-violent drug offenders, take a few spins on Air Force One and get to know the interns. Then I'll resign and let the vice president take the controls.
Yes, I am available for speaking engagements. And --- no. I'm not free. I'm a confirmed greedy capitalist.
Yeah, I know I haven’t exactly been a prolific Internet contributor in recent months. I’m retired, you see, and there are places to go, people to see, and golf courses to conquer.
Some tasks are occasionally necessary, though unpleasant. (Oops. My mind just drifted to that plastic bag you must carry with you when walking your dog.) Hunting down that roach your wife is just absolutely certain she saw scampering across the bedcovers would be one; talking to Harry Reid might be another.
Let’s be clear: I’m not a real Starbucks fan in the first place. The coffee is horribly expensive and, frankly, you can get a better cup for a quarter of the price at a Quick Trip.
Well, if you’re one of those out there who has thus far failed to see the dominance of Vladimir Putin in the Putin/Obama relationship … the light surely must be shining now.
Well, here we are .. the day after .. and I just have to chime in with more on this McDonald’s minimum wage issue. Why? Because the Huffington Post published an opinion piece yesterday that was so void of intellectual discipline that one might have thought it was written by a gerbil scampering across a keyboard.
This column really is a bad idea. I should have counted to 100, had a drink, hit the treadmill for 45 minutes... something before I sat down and started writing.
I have never, in my life, seen such a level of stupefying and willful ignorance and irrationality exhibited in a debate over current events or public policy as I have with the verbal storm that has darkened our horizon over the Trayvon Martin/George Zimmerman case.
The debate is going hot and heavy on Obamacare right now. This grand Democrat scheme is going to be a disaster … and the Democrats know it.
I did get a little testy on Twitter (@Talkmaster) Saturday afternoon while watching coverage of the crash landing of that Asiana 777 in San Francisco. There’s an explanation.
Here we go. The House Oversight Committee hearings on Benghazi begin today, and do you know what we’re going to learn?
Now my question: If you moved to Naples, or to Texas, or to a number of other low-tax regions not run by Democrats to improve your enjoyment of life, then can you please tell me just why in the hell you want to then turn around and put the very same species of politicians – liberal Democrats that chased you away from your old home – into office in your new home?
You know what it comes down to, Barry-0? People don’t trust you. Simple as that.
You were shocked - SHOCKED, you say - at the very idea that the government of Cyprus would order banks to seize 10% of every bank account and hand the money over the government?
Sit down. I’m truly sorry about this, but we really need to take another trip into the dark recesses of the liberal mind. A dangerous journey to a world where it is greedy to want to keep your own money, but not to covet the money or property of others; a world where earning 17% of the income, but paying 38% of the income taxes means you’re not paying your fair share; a world where any expression of disagreement with any utterance, no matter how ignorant, from the mouth of someone-not-white makes you a racist.
Before this column is done I’m going to make a point on federal spending that really should open your eyes. Actually, you will think that it’s so basic and simple that it’s a wonder nobody has presented it to you in this manner before!
You’re snug in your cabin in the mountains outside of Big Bear, California. Snug, but fearful. They’re searching for a killer near you. A terrifying, heavily armed former cop from Los Angeles who has gone on a killing rampage.
When someone says “First Amendment” you immediately think about your right to free speech, or perhaps freedom of religion. The First Amendment actually goes beyond that. For those of you who attended government schools, it’s time for a refresher.
Please tell me this is some sort of a sick joke. Phil Mickelson is a professional golfer. He makes boatloads of money. Millions. What’s more, he makes boatloads of money for a lot of other people in the process, including generating massive contributions to charity. He’s a jobs creator and an engine of economic growth, as are many other pro golfers and athletes.
So now we’re learning that Barack Obama wants to make the sale of high capacity magazines illegal. How nice. Nice --- and easy to expose as completely absurd.
The first I heard of the horrific shooting at the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newton was from the security guard at the gate returning to my home in Naples.