Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders represent two sides of the same coin. Both men have tapped into a deep anger — a discontent — in the public mood. Little seems to be going right. America appears in decline under a disengaged president. We can’t seem to win wars, or know why we are fighting them. People are afraid of losing their jobs or unable to find one. While the treasury takes in record amounts of money from working people, it outspends its income. Sanders and Hillary Clinton want to spend (and borrow) even more.
If elected president, Hillary Clinton has promised to spend $350 billion to make college ‘more affordable.’ The U.S. already has an $18 trillion debt (and growing by the day), but Clinton wants to add to it. That’s not affordable.
Twenty-four million people tuned in to watch the first primetime debate among 10 Republican presidential candidates. What were they expecting, a love-in?
WARWICK, England — When it comes to debates the Oxford Union, which bills itself as the ‘world’s most prestigious debating society,’ remains the gold standard. The Oxford Union debates produce useful information. The same cannot be said for U.S. presidential debates.
NASA has discovered the answer to all of our problems. It is another planet, a possible twin to Earth that could theoretically sustain life.
When I listen to Hillary Clinton speak, outlining her ‘economic policy’ should she become president, my first reaction was not to her lack of substance and the predictability of her party line about taxing the rich more and ‘income inequality,’ but to how boring she is.
In her 1985 speech after receiving the Best Actress Oscar for her role in ‘Places in the Heart,’ actress Sally Field famously gushed, ‘You like me; you really, really like me.’
The media and the secular left have a love-hate relationship with the Roman Catholic Church and its popes. When the pope takes positions with which they agree, they applaud him, but when he takes positions with which they disagree, they either ignore or criticize him.
It is such a rare act that most do not know how to respond, except in stunned silence. Relatives of the nine people murdered while attending a Bible study and prayer meeting in Charleston, South Carolina, told the accused killer they forgive him.
Upon hearing of the massive data breach of employee information from the Office of Personnel Management (OPM) — allegedly by hackers working for the Chinese government — Kay Cole James, the former director of OPM under George W. Bush, told me she was ‘aghast,’ adding, ‘I can’t think about the national security implications of a foreign government knowing every single federal employee, where they work, where they live, all of their significant data. Think about what that information can do in the hands of people who want to do us harm.’
My high school colors were green and white. At graduation, the boys wore green robes and the girls wore white.
Martin O’Malley, former Baltimore mayor and Maryland governor, announced his presidential candidacy recently, and said some things that could be taken as criticism of President Obama and former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton.
’Black lives matter!’ was the chant heard at recent demonstrations in cities and towns from Ferguson, Missouri, to Baltimore, Maryland. Yes, they do matter, but apparently not so much to some other blacks. Only when a white police officer shoots does the life of a black man seem to matter.
If you visit Mount Olympus, you will see scores of crumbling statues to false gods once worshipped by ancient Greeks. The same is true in Rome, where statues of political gods, notably those named Caesar, lay in ruins.
My first job in journalism was as a copyboy at the NBC News Bureau in Washington, D.C. In my early 20s, I asked Bill Corrigan, the newsroom manager, ‘What must I do to get on the air?’ He replied, ‘Get a college degree and a minimum of five years writing experience with a newspaper or wire service.’