Á mes amis en France, merci! On Sunday the 12th of October something seismic happened. These things do happen from time to time, but you have to look for them. Sometimes they are immediately apparent; sometimes, upon reflection, we can see that a particular event was an inflection point. Back during President Trump’s first presidential campaign… (the one...
During the Thanksgiving holiday, the Cadet came home. Her beau, a West Point grad, now in training to be a heavy armor platoon commander, and currently stationed at Ft. Benning, Georgia, decided to fly in and join us. Jeremy, the Second Lieutenant, is black. His mother is from Haiti (and a registered nurse) and his father...
Okay, my fellow Americans… let’s cut the crap. I have used this blog before to pontificate on political philosophy, point out inane aspects of gun control, occasionally wrap myself in our flag, and sometimes parody the idiocy that seems to manifest around us all too frequently. This time I am going to be far more direct. The shit...
Performance Politics and Freedom Let’s call this a “Blended Blog”… There are two important things I think bear introspection, and rather than splitting them into two separate blogs, I have decided to engage in my typical stream of conscious writing and see if we can connect the two. Join me now on this somewhat ambitious adventure! Let’s...
The inspirations for this blog come from a variety of sources. Most often they come from my muse…. my wife Sandy. As a weekend approaches I typically ask her for a blog idea and she will rattle off a slew of topics. Sometimes I don’t need to ask… a story is of such importance that...
The French Revolution? Over the last few days, I have heard numerous references to the United States undergoing a process similar to that of the events leading up to the French Revolution. God, help us if that is true. The years following the French Revolution were anything but sanguine for the French people. Fortunately, I think the comparisons...
The Infantilization of the United States On Saturday night, I had every intention of finishing up with our CCW class and going home. I had the night somewhat planned out. Sandy and I were going to go outside by the fire pit and I was going to nurse a glass of Lagavulin Islay Single Malt Scotch...
