Will we allow political correctness to prevent us from even discussing, and perhaps solving, some of our most pressing problems? … More My Name In Bright Lights
It’s Globalist Or Nationalist My sister, to put it mildly, is well traveled. Throw a dart at the globe, and there’s a good chance that, on one trip or another, she’s been there. Or, at least, on that continent. While I’ve been out of the country a few times, I’m pretty much a home body. … More It’s Not Left Or Right
I’m grateful for one thing about our Amway experience: it didn’t kill us. … More Showin’ The Plan
It is plain that Harvey Weinstein, despite all his money, power and Botox, doesn’t conceal a similar magical portrait in his attic. Now exposed for what he truly is, his face betrays all the ravages of a life poorly lived.
But Weinstein is almost besides the point. He is only one of the numerous, aggressively malignant tumors that have metastasized into a body politic besotted with Hollywood culture.
I wonder what the picture in our national attic looks like? Sure, we may look good (sort of) on the outside. But how many of us would be appalled if we came face to face with that portrait of ourselves? … More I Know How This Movie Ends
Leadership matters. Especially at the top. … More The Gang That Can’t Shoot Straight
Put on your own mask before assisting those around you. … More Your Neighbor As Yourself
Who ya gonna call when you accidentally lock two little girls in the car under a blazing sun? Smoke Busters! … More Chinese Fire Drill
My daughter, Lauren, and I have made the decision to embark on an Odyssey of sorts-a foodie exploration of Denver’s dining hot spots. And then occasionally blog about them. Lauren will captain the ship. I’m just along for the ride; get me further than two blocks from my office at I-25 and Colorado and I’m … More Yellowbelly
I went turkey hunting over Easter weekend with my son and brother in western Kansas and Nebraska. (I didn’t intentionally set it for this weekend, but you know how Easter is: it can’t keep track of it’s own birthday. Evidently, I can’t either.) It was a guided trip by Mark Beamer; his hunting lodge … More Talkin’ Turkey