Evermore, Baltimore
I have always wanted to see the Chesapeake. My whole life, actually.
It all started because my dad was a reader. He read books obsessively. You’d see him sitting in his chair, poking through some thick volume.
Citizen Writers Fighting Censorship by Helping Americans Understand Issues Affecting the Republic.
I have always wanted to see the Chesapeake. My whole life, actually.
It all started because my dad was a reader. He read books obsessively. You’d see him sitting in his chair, poking through some thick volume.
The young woman sits in my truck passenger seat. She is 19. Her hair is red. Scottish red. Luminously red. People always comment on her hair first.
I have here a letter from 19-year-old Erin, who lives in Bristol, Virginia.
“Dear Sean,” she begins, “I want to be happy, but I’m not…
“My family is stressing me out, big-time. Especially my mom.
Once upon a time there were three little ants. The ants had an unusual home. They lived atop an elephant. Long ago the ants’ mother had reasoned that an elephant would be a wise place to lay eggs to keep them from danger.
We still have work to protect our children from radical liberals. Latest battle: insuring they are not screwed up for life by “therapy.”
This series is about the Birth Control Pill and its lasting effect on societies. Today: Part 1; The Birth Control Pill – What It Is and How It Works
I’ve no interest in uber-intrusiveness. But I do have a strong interest in preserving civilization — and in restoring it in the first place.
In the grand tradition of uniquely stupid American ideas, the 1990s gifted us a real gem: “If you’re smart, you go to college. If you’re not, well… enjoy your life as blue-collar swine.”
I shouldn’t be braiding hair. But there I was. Giving it my best shot. We were in a hotel lobby. The 19-year-old sat with her back facing me. Her violent red hair in my hands.
You never know how truly short life is until a 19-year-old girl, who is preceptive and sweet, and of exceptional intellect, a girl who made the university president’s list, stares at you sincerely, with warmth in her eyes, and with all her heart, calls you an “old person.”
Pavel Trofimovich Morozov (Па́вел Трофи́мович Моро́зов) was a supposed hero of the Soviet Union: In 1932, at the age of 13, Morozov reported his father to the political police (GPU). Supposedly, Morozov’s father, Trofim, the chairman of the Gerasimovka Village Soviet, had been “forging documents and selling them to the bandits and enemies of the …
I remember the day we got married. I was a bundle of nerves. I didn’t know what to do with myself. So I just drove around town in my car.
During the 2024 presidential campaign, Donald Trump promised to reign in the transgender zealots who, for the past four years, have managed to contaminate once-rational minds
My first memory of a student shooting up his school was May 21, 1998 in Springfield, Oregon, just 100 miles from our home in West Linn, OR.
Margaret Sanger (1879-1966), the leading voice of the abortion movement in America, indeed it could be said that she was the “mother” who gave “birth” to the abortion industry
Turning 50 brings with it changes that most men are unprepared for. You may still feel like the same person, but both physically and emotionally, life begins to shift.
Simple question. Where is the word “abortion,” “body,” or “privacy” in the Constitution or any of the amendments? Spoiler alert, they’re not.
Too often, Congress is playing catchup with the ever-devolving American cultural landscape. Internet legislation is, for the most part, a generation old and in regard to children it is even older.