From Kathleen Parker: The problem with petitions and “I Had An Abortion’’ T-shirts, such as those hawked by Planned Parenthood, is that they trivialize the deeply emotional and spiritual consequences many women suffer. They also deny girls and young women access to the nobler feminist position that knowledge is power. Of what are you so proud, you’d like to proclaim it on a t-shirt?  I Had a Colostomy?  I Had

As Jeff says… “because not just anybody can summarize the news”.  I just happen to do it for Afghanistan.  The rest of the globe?  That’s Goldstein’s burden. Yes, we are reading the News!

14 violent attacks a day.  2500 wounded since the beginning of the year.  No end to the civil war in sight. Guys, this is the post from me you’ve been waiting for.  I’ve given up.  The aggressive tactics aren’t working.  It’s just been a cycle of violence, with no end in sight.  We’ve got to find some kind of accommodation.  Some way out of this quagmire.  What’s that? Iraq?  Who’s

I thought I’d evacuated everything out of Jeff’s old place, and I got home to find my house empty and a note about Mary and the kids moving in with her mother in Scotland for a while, and then I realized that I’d left the tutu behind.  I won it from a person who will remain nameless who couldn’t pay their debt in cash outright at Texas Hold ‘Em.  It’s

By E.J. Mundell HealthDay Reporter 38 minutes ago THURSDAY, Oct. 5 (HealthDay News)—Civil society may hinge on a tiny piece of tissue at the front of the human brain, a new study suggests. ADVERTISEMENT Experiments involving a “fairness” game show that the right side of this region—called the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex—helps people suppress selfish urges in obviously unjust situations, even at their own expense. When researchers used a mild electric

In light of FoleyMania, did the moonbats who think the “World Can’t Wait (though this is our fourth rally)” bother to dump our old friend Scott Ritter from its roster of outraged speakers? Update:

Fresh from my experience with Scabby McFly, I wandered back to the lounge.  I didn’t even tell Donna about it because I still wasn’t quite sure whether someone had slipped some bad acid into my water.  I managed to decompress a bit, and started thinking about the upcoming flight. Silly me, I was actually looking forward to my first flight on a 767. I hadn’t been on a widebody since

Keen-eared and subtle bard of the Left, Eve Ensler, (“The Vagina Monologues”) didn’t write this poem, but, perhaps, she should have. When you abandon a Middle East nation friendly to the United States to an extremist revolution and end up encouraging raving Islamists bent on destroying the West, they FIRE YOUR COWARDLY ASS When you fail to notice that you can only get votes from those you’ve managed to brainwash

Ahmadinejad expresses interest.

Thanks.  Thanks a lot.  To Beth at MVRWC. UPDATE: Somehow related, though perhaps not causally– Get your Halloween pumpkin early this year. ALSO: He won’t be happy till she puts out an eye.