It's confession time -- I'm in love. It's been a long time in coming and snuck up on me a bit, and it seems to be growing even deeper, so I've decided that it must be more than puppy love. It's Bunny love.
Isn’t it ironic that the same media that’s indignant over Cain’s alleged sexual misconduct from fifteen years ago is Teller-like in their silence over the multitudinous rapes going down at the Occupy rallies like fifteen hours ago?
Government has become too damn big, too damn intrusive, and too damn lucrative for the good of the country. That's why so much of the political class in this country is comprised of con men, sociopaths, and fortune hunters.
One of the most tragic things about modern politics is that it's practically impossible for the average American to understand what's going on without an interpreter.
I missed the middle section of Obama's State of the Union address when I took a break to read "War and Peace," but I gather he never got around to what I was hoping he'd say, which is: "What was I thinking?"