*Obama: The Woody Boyd Candidate, by Matt Patterson.
*The blogosphere is killing civility, or something, from the left’s favorite token conservative Kathleen Parker.
“Whereas in previous eras, an uncivil exchange might be confined to a room, a building or a public square, today’s media technology means that it is captured, amplified, replayed and distributed — perpetually.”
Yes, because our country has no history of partisan pamphleteering or anything.
*Today’s PC Army, by Jack Kelly.
*The Making of an American Terrorist, by Alex Alexiev.
*The Essential Fusion, by Doctor Zero.
“According to Congresswoman Shea-Porter, that health insurance is actually a divine blessing, like having a good singing voice. By extension, this would make the people who don’t have insurance through their companies cursed.
This is more than just a linguistic quirk. Democrats speak often of those who “win life’s lottery,” insinuating their wealth is not their hard-earned property, to which they have an absolute right. Instead, it’s pennies from heaven, and we should spare no pity for those who would catch an umbrella full of those pennies and scurry off to indulge their greed, while others are left to suffer. Those who believe government has a duty to “spread the wealth around” find it essential to compromise the idea that wealth belongs to those who earn it. Ownership is the truth that must be buried before theft can put on its Sunday best and introduce itself as “redistribution.”
*Change is Not Reform, by AWR Hawkins.
*Who’s Your Daddy? Uncle Sam. By Patrick McIlheran.
*Shocker: Dede Scozzava is no GOP Moderate, by Deroy Murdock.
*Thoughts From the Later Republic, by Victor Davis Hanson.
“…How odd that the supposed plutocratic Reagan lived like the proverbial Philemon and Baucis, while today’s populists—Gore, Kerry, Kennedy, Edwards, Rev. Wright, etc., fill in the blanks—seek to emulate Nero’s Golden House…
…These are the most interesting of times: we are witnessing nothing less than an attempt in just 10 months to reinvent the United States at home and abroad into something it never was, led by someone who, the more soothing, comforting, and melodic his speech-making, the more bruising, cut-throat, and ruthless the act that follows.
So it’s like we’re living in the late Roman Republic…”
Read the whole thing.