Thomas Sowell Shepherds and Sheep One of the key differences between mistakes that we make in our own lives and mistakes made by governments is that bad consequences force us to correct our own mistakes. But government officials cannot admit to making a mistake without jeopardizing their whole careers. Can you imagine a President of the United States saying to the mothers of America, “I am sorry your sons were

They are intolerant of intolerance, you see — so much so that they are hailed by the progressive activists pretending to be mainstream journalists for essentially blocking arguments (before the Court!) that run contrary to their world view.  Which of course is not really what anyone should hail in Supreme Court Justice, unless, that is, one thinks of the court not as some neutral arbiter of Constitutional law, but rather

Fat lot of good it’ll do you with people like McCain in the Senate, but Orin Hatch tends to be good on these-type fights, so maybe he’s the Senator to get energized (in conjunction, of course, with the TEA Party Senators, who tend to do the right things without having to be reminded), given that he carries weight with the establishment Republicans.  Otherwise, the long and incremental march toward overriding

Yes, I’m a proud poppa. Can you tell? Also, please ignore the bit of ass you can see in the championship match as I kneel mat side. My wife couldn’t have captured a more unflattering angle. Besides, it’s about the boy, not me. Match one, Satch wins 8-0. Video lost to a crapped-out cell phone. The short of it: Satch kept wrist control and essentially rode the kid all three

Because freedom. So. Let us recap, shall we? The US federal government, expanding at breakneck speed through the bureaucracies, is increasing the number of drones it will be using for domestic surveillance — drones that can track cell phones and gauge whether citizens are armed and which are under the control of those who can’t tell us yet whether or not they believe they have the right to target a

Surprisingly, my oldest boy’s wrestling tournament hasn’t, to my knowledge, been canceled — this, despite all the civil uncertainty and the roaming bands of former TSA workers looking for the weak and isolated to corner in abandoned rope lines and then pat down suggestively — so we’ll be riding about 40 miles north this morning toward Colorado’s eastern plains, armed to the teeth, (in fact, it wasn’t but a half-hour

Here’s mine:  hitch the next Kansas tornado back to Oz, find that presumptuous twee wizard in his silly little suit, and demand that bitch take back the hearts and brains he’s been handing out to inanimate objects over the years.  Because while his playing God may have worked out well for a scarecrow and a tin man, it turned suddenly self-aware guns into fucking roving gangs of psychopaths that need

Just kidding. After all, that’s the kind of absolutism and demand for enforced patriotism that the intellectual left, particularly those who espouse heterodoxical viewpoints in the halls of academia as a way to “challenge” the “prevailing epistemological paradigm” while coaxing “critical thinking” from those mind-numbed automotons still ensnared by Enlightenment tropes, have long sneered at, pointing to its knee-jerk nativism and slack-jawed, lunch bucket rote pro-Americanism. And such an unsophisticated