Man Hugs

Surfing through the 50 or so blogs I track at Bloglines, I recently viewed an entertaining four-minute video.  Besides being funny, watching it is roughly analogous to an archeologist realizing that the cuneiform text he’s struggling to translate makes perfect sense on the assumption that it’s reporting the chemical properties of the last nine elements of the [...]

A Person With Breasts

Peggy Noonan trains her sights on Hillary Clinton in this entry  of the Wall Street Journal’s online Opinion Journal:
Hillary Clinton doesn’t have to prove she’s a man. She has to prove she’s a woman.
She doesn’t have to prove to people that she’s tough enough or aggressive enough to be commander in chief. She doesn’t have [...]

Dangerous Boys

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Among the blessings of the Internet, one often stumbles across people you wish you had known about long before.  Another blessing is the ease by which to pass along these gems. Here’s one for you:  Tony Woodlief’s blog Sand in the Gears.   I stumbled across him via Opinion Journal ,  The Wall Street Journal’s online editorial portal, [...]

Happy Father’s Day

On this Father’s Day in 2007, I say “Happy Father’s Day” to all fathers, and commend to you this essay by Kevin McCullough entitled “Why Feminists Hate Fathers.”  It’s not entirely evident what McCullough’s religious commitments are from the essay, but he most certainly falls into the Judeo-Christian spectrum.  His explicit points are that men [...]

Welcome to the Madhouse

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This summer the worldwide Anglican communion is coming apart at an accelerating rate .  The “presenting issue” was Gene Robinson’s consecration to the office of Bishop in the autumn of 2003.  You see, Robinson divorced his wife and took up “married” life with another man.  The negative reaction of the rest of the Anglican communion [...]

Bluebonnets and Graduations

These are Texas’ glory, at least in the regions where they flourish, in which region I am privileged to live.  The Texas Department of Transportation has sown bluebonnet seed along the interstates, and when they come into bloom, you pass miles upon mile upon mile of blue fields, blue embankments, blue road ditches.
In our case, [...]