Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
Talking about that Greg Norman vanity project that dates back to 1994…
On The Eve Of The Open Championship The Fans Deserve A Practical Solution To Greg Norman’s Vanity Project
As America approaches its 250th birthday next July 4th, there will be fireworks, parades, and patriotic declarations of freedom. But while we’re busy celebrating, we ought to pause and ask: What kind of nation have we become?
We want an American rock band that’s still performing. No more overproduced, auto-tuned pop acts. No more weird choreographed nonsense with people dressed as futuristic space demons. Just pure, unfiltered rock ‘n’ roll.
The 2024 film “Civil War,” directed by Alex Garland, offers a dystopian glimpse into a near-future America torn apart by internal conflict. Through the eyes of a group of journalists, the movie explores the rapid psychological transformation that occurs when citizens are thrust into violent opposition against their former friends and neighbors.
Without a motive to endeavor, be it profit, glory, or other recognition, society will stagnate. Then collapse.
America’s long-time comedian, Bob Hope, was born Leslie Townes Hope on May 29, 1903 in England. His family immigrated to Cleveland, Ohio, legally in 1907. Young Leslie was so eager to be an American he changed his name to “Bob” because he thought it sounded more American than “Leslie.”
I can’t believe I’m publicly admitting this. I finally agreed to watch Hulu’s interpretation of Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale. I was going to keep it a secret, but when the Hildabeast said that a female Republican President would be a “handmaiden for the patriarchy,” my personal handmaiden – the one that runs the Green family – informed me it was time to come clean.
Not only did Disney’s latest film Snow White take a pounding from the critics, but it also lost at the box office. According to The Hollywood Reporter during its opening weekend, the movie grossed $86.1 million falling short of its $100 million goal.
They blow up marathons, execute political opponents, and leave families ruined in their wake. Yet somehow, society finds itself hypnotized by their faces. We make them into icons. We print their likeness on posters, frame them in soft lighting, and argue that they’re more than just what they did.
You slap the power button on TV. The old Zenith console warms up. The television is cased in a faux wooden cabinet, with warped oak-grain veneer from a bygone Dr. Pepper someone once placed atop the television, even though this someone’s mother told them to NEVER set ANYTHING atop the TV, not that we’re naming names here.
When my mother took me to see Snow White, everyone fell in love with Snow White. I immediately fell for the wicked Queen. —Woody Allen in Annie Hall, 1977 It is not kosher to begin a newsletter quoting Woody Allen because he married his daughter or something like that. OK, it was his crazy girlfriend’s …
Actress and comedienne Rosie O’Donnell, the longtime critic of U.S. President Donald Trump and self-appointed voice of resistance, has announced she’s ditching the U.S. for Ireland.
I am playing the fiddle near the swimming pool at my hotel in Dothan. I always play in the mornings. Routine. I’ve been on the road for 14 days, playing music and performing my one-man spasm in different states.
With the news that MSNBC has cancelled Joy Reid’s prime time show, my Twitter feed filled up with the laments of the left over that, and the inevitable complaints that she was fired because of raaaaacism the network hates black women. Former Representative Jamaal Brown (D-NY) tweeted: Joy Reid educated a nation every single night. …
Here is how the typical morning of a columnist goes. You sit down at the computer. And before you write, you begin by asking yourself the age-old question, “Why should anyone care what I have to say?”
How did I get here? What career path led me to this moment? Why am I onstage, before several hundred, shaking my fundaments?
Who reading this can recall when the Super Bowl was played in mid-January? How many can remember when the NFL’s championship game was called just that: The NFL Championship game?
Well, wasn’t THAT something? Last Friday’s bout was like watching an exasperated grandfather chase his bratty grandson around the living room.
Kamala Harris is the first Democrat presidential nominee to decline the event since Walter Mondale in 1984, who went on to lose in a landslide to Ronald Reagan.