Great. So the wannabe cop is now a wannabe emergency rescue worker?  I’m just a bit sickened by his presumptuousness, I must say.  I mean, what if he’d used the fire extinguisher incorrectly — like, filled it with gasoline rather than that foamy shit that puts out fires — as non-accredited people are wont to do, and the family burned up like blacks in southern churches back in the days

— the donut being what we constitutionalists refer to as the substantive area that rings the giant, empty liberal hole in Denver/Boulder that the Democrats control — not everyone here in my home state is interested in following the Bloomberg / Obama agenda, which aims to essentially use Colorado as a southwestern liberal outpost of the progressive’s northeast and west coast headquarters. In fact, we’re up to even more of

I had a long, angry response prepared — John McCain being a needy pander looking for strokes from the liberal media, it was a target rich environment; and that’s before I got into what a bald, craven, opportunistic statist moron with an insatiable lust for power and attention he is — but instead of wasting any more time on this blazing example of the worst of professional politics, I just

I love Andrew Malcolm, but without even reading his IBD piece, I’m going to offer an answer, since the question was posed up front. Ready? Because Obama, like Holder, is a cynical, polished, race-baiting huckster — the more refined version of a Sharpton or even a rhyming, buffoonish Jesse Jackson — and he’s built his entire career on calculating white guilt, the fear people have of being labeled racist (and

Naturally, American Thinker editor Rick Moran is against the idea — he believes recall elections are costly, and besides, they should only be attempted in the event of gross misconduct by lawmakers, not over “policy differences,” an assault on our second amendment that disallows government the power to infringe on a natural right evidently not evidence of such a violation of their oath, but instead just one more minor partisan

Mark Steyn on Detroit By the time Detroit declared bankruptcy, Americans were so inured to the throbbing dirge of Motown’s Greatest Hits — 40 percent of its streetlamps don’t work; 210 of its 317 public parks have been permanently closed; it takes an hour for police to respond to a 9-1-1 call; only a third of its ambulances are driveable; one-third of the city has been abandoned; the local realtor