When science becomes ideology or quasi-religion, it ceases to be science and becomes something else. The brilliant political analyst Michael Barone has weighed in on this concern in a new column (which also deals with gun control, beyond our scope here.) He notes that despite the constant propaganda . . . . Continue Reading »
What Rat learned when he drove through the San Francisco Bay Area. Goat must be from . . . . Continue Reading »
Mary Anastasia O’Grady interviews Archbishop Timothy Dolan for the Wall Street Journal : If Archbishop Dolan can save and perhaps even revive the city’s Catholic school system, he will be a hero to all of New York. But while he’s working on that, he has two other problems that are . . . . Continue Reading »
Over dinner last night my German-speaking husband let drop that our English word bead derives from the German beten, which means to pray. Not one to receive a piece of information lying down — if I had written my own marriage vows, my responses would all have been, “Oh, yeah?” . . . . Continue Reading »
Over at Asia Times I have been maintaing a financial blog called Inner Workings. Most of the material is technical, but I posted a Jeremiad today about the end of the rule of law in American business that is generally relevant.Don’t zombies come from places where they grow bananas?Over a year . . . . Continue Reading »
Too bad . Thalheim-Kunz-Hallstein just rolls off the tongue. . . . . Continue Reading »
There are two models of rapture — one super-worldly, one this-worldly, one in which we are abducted, from here to eternity, and one in which we are inducted, to infinity and beyond. The first model is depressing if it’s the only opportunity we have to experience eternity. Even the . . . . Continue Reading »
Bob Cheeks below, with admirable selective nostalgia, speculates that the South could have won at Gettysburg with Jackson on the field. Well, maybe. Bob is right that, from Stonewall’s view, the very location of that battle was misconceived and probably guaranteed not to . . . . Continue Reading »
The Boston Globe has a review of Christopher Buckley’s memoir of his parents—and it notes: Oh boy, William F. Buckley Jr. must be rolling in his Sharon, Conn., grave . . . . His only son, Christopher, came out in a Daily Beast column this past fall with, “Sorry, Dad, I’m . . . . Continue Reading »
Jackson died this day, one hundred and forty-six years ago. He was thirty-nine years old, a kid for crying out loud, and to have accomplished all that he did! We can only wonder at what he would have done at Gettysburg. Surely he would have insisted that Stuart stay close to the army, that . . . . Continue Reading »
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