I vote on whether stores should charge a deposit on Gatorade and water bottles next month. Couldn't I also vote to rescind the current bottle bill while we're at it? With curbside recycling, bottle deposits appear--like New Coke--as an idea whose time has past. Read my article @ the American Spectator on how never has so much waste gone into preventing waste.
Ebola, a disease especially contagious in its spread of panic, affects an overwhelming number of television journalists. Not since the associates of the Good Witch Glinda and Hermione Granger descended upon Salem has a scourge incited such mass hysterics. Read my article @ the American Spectator on how cable news does now for Ebola what Cotton Mather's Memorable Providence, Relating to Witchcrafts and Possessions did then for the vexing yet similarly elusive sorcerer problem.
The Boston Redevelopment Authority used eminent domain powers to declare some of the city's most valuable land "blight" and transfer it to the Red Sox in a no-bid process. Read my series on how the Red Sox suckered Boston into handing over public streets for private gain @ Breitbart Sports here, here, here, and here.
The for-free new U2 album Songs of Innocence, the band's thirteenth, may come to fans like none before it. It sounds like the group's twelfth, eleventh, and tenth LPs, which sounded like a mish-mash of their past. Read my article @ the American Spectator on why this is your parents' U2, which is another way of saying, given the band's penchant for reinvention, that this isn't your parents' U2 but a cover of them.
Google pursues a chip that promises to make machines more like humans. Itís about time they atoned for making humans more like machines. Read my piece @ the American Spectator on the ways computers have stunted intellectual, social, and even bodily development.
San Francisco is a city of Morlocks and Eloi. A recent trip there brought close encounters of the homeless kind. One man adjusts his suspenders in the library's bathroom mirror for seven hours. Others sell VHS tapes and bits of rope on Market Street. A woman offers me her body; a mute man offers me his coat. Read my article @ the American Spectator on the city's generosity with taxpayer dollars transforming a city into a cesspool.
Michael Brown lost his life after pursuing his unrestrained, but not unrequited, love for Swisher Sweets, which he heisted from a Ferguson, Missouri, shopkeeper. I despise his means but not his end. Swisher's are sweet, indeed. But the everyman's smoke has become an expensive taste since President Obama signed into law the largest tobacco tax increase in American history. Read my piece @ the American Spectator on how the government has eliminated the possibility of a good five-cent cigar by becoming, ahead of the manufacturer and the retailer, the main profiteer.
The Washington Post editorial page, which generally speaks the Redskins name only to lecture others not to speak the Redskins name, announced this weekend that it would no longer print the term "Redskins" immediately after printing the term "Redskins." The team's hometown newspaper contends that "the matter seems clearer to us now than ever, and while we wait for the National Football League to catch up with thoughtful opinion and common decency, we have decided that, except when it is essential for clarity or effect, we will no longer use the slur ourselves." Read my piece @ Breitbart Sports detailing how "thoughtful opinion" on the matter has yet to persuade national opinion, which remains overwhelmingly behind the nickname.
"Drugs are bad, mkay?" explains South Park's Mr. Mackey. Like Nancy Reagan, Joe Friday, and other tellers of this simple truth, Mr. Mackey plays the punchline. But too many former drug enthusiasts agree with Mr. Mackey from the grave to dismiss the elementary school teacher's elementary wisdom. Read my piece @ the American Spectator on how a teller of simple truths isn't a simpleton but rather someone blessed with the ability to cut through sophistry.
San Francisco supervisor candidate George Davis strangely campaigned naked earlier this month. Even stranger, he did so in Times Square. Read my article @ the American Spectator on how the San Francisco politician's crusade meshes well with a TMI age of YouTube confessionals, Twitter Tourette's syndrome, and such reality television fare as VH1's Dating Naked, TLC's Buying Naked, and Discovery's Naked and Afraid.
Halfway through Sharknado 2: The Second One, I glimpsed a tiger shark--indigenous to tropical waters quite unlike those encroaching upon New York City--attacking pedestrians in Manhattan. This bit of artistic license almost completely ruined it for me. Had the filmmakers done their homework they would have discovered that tiger sharks rarely navigate the Atlantic north of the 30th parallel--let alone north of the 40th parallel. Read my piece @ the American Spectator on how such inattention to detail will unfortunately unleash the sharknado deniers.
An Oakland AFL-CIO "union of unions" has resolved to pressure the local schools to teach a curriculum comparing the assassin Mumia Abu-Jamal with the assassinated Martin Luther King. Read my piece @ Breitbart on how Mumia is guilty of murder; his votaries, self-delusion.
Smoking is healthier than fascism. The aphorism's latest affirmation comes via the death of a seller of cigarette singles at the hands of New York City police officers. Read my column @ the American Spectator on how politicians passing petty laws--such as prohibitions on selling loose cigarettes rather than packs--ultimately leads to disrespect for law enforcers.
Conservatives' discovery of Liberty Island comes at a good time. The online publisher of "right brain" fiction embraces conservatism in the best sense; not a series of policy prescriptions but a preservation of that worth keeping. Read my piece @ the American Spectator on the return of pulp fiction for a digital age.