More ads from the secret archives of the DNC.

****IMPROVED!  Now with Added Troll Action**** ROCK THE VOTE! Nice overview on the subject at Opinion Journal.  Courts slapping down laws that require voters to produce identification because it imposes an “undue hardship,” whereas People in the good state of Missouri need photo identification to cash a check, board a plane or apply for food stamps. But the state Supreme Court has ruled that a photo ID requirement to vote

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Remember how fun it was to move into a new place, with new financial obligations?  And remember how you had someone handling that certain legal thing on a pro bono basis up to a point?  And how that point was reached just at the time that the pro bono part had reached the time when it was pro bono no more? Remember the good old days when you didn’t have

Greetings from Brazil! I know my fellow right-leaning civil libertarian Jeff Goldstein is not a fan of Prof. Ann Althouse, so I am taking the opportunity here to fulminate against her scurrilous screed claiming that my rococo writing style turns out “endless massive blocks of overlong, tedious, unedited sentences,” which is clearly the unfiltered ramblings of a right-wing harpie who cannot appreciate the complexity of structure that allows for the

See this for a fine example.

Vote Republican. I’m serious. It will accomplish three things: 1) Snap the neck of the Democratic party and put it out of its misery. A loss this election would do it. The majority of the party would be forced to re-evaluate its position and might even move back to the pro-American center. The far Left will be marginalized, as it should be. I know there are JFK Democrats out there.

Maybe we should roll out MayBee’s “ Menstruating” t-shirts soon, before they’re passe.  If I said that this was Frankenpharmafeminism, would I get credit for the coinage?  Would I make anyone angry? The author, one Sarah Richards, seems to be ambivalent about the idea: Life without getting your period, though, would be life without one of the touchstones of the female experience: a sisterhood of shared empathy, tampons and chocolate,

Another Jameson (the booze, not the broad) fueled post. I guess you could say I have given up.  I imagine many of us have.  I no longer have any desire to persuade anyone who disagrees to cleave to my political positions.  What’s the point?  Most of us have already decided how we think (or feel, depending on political affiliation) things should be. It takes energy to argue with walls of

I had mixed feelings about going to see Clint Eastwood’s Flags of Our Fathers, the new Clint Eastwood-directed movie about the lives of the soldiers immortalized in Joe Rosenthal’s iconic photo of the Stars and Stripes being hoisted at Mt. Suribachi on Iwo Jima. The final screenplay was written by Paul Haggis, who has been a featured speaker at antiwar rallies sponsored by the hard-left radicals at International ANSWER. And