Six degrees of Batavia
I guess I’m just two degrees removed from Lime Jell-O fruit salad
I guess I’m just two degrees removed from Lime Jell-O fruit salad
Failing to recognize the difference between learning and practical experience
The world needs busy people to keep turning — and someone has to pick up the tab
Remember the last invigorating spasm before the body of the party achieved corpsehood?
Sports would not have survived Classical Greece and the Roman Empire
Failure is not a learning experience; it’s a humiliating and hurtful experience
On a March day in 1991, I watched a bittersweet rural New York version of ‘Hoosiers’ play out
For liberals, everything that exists is a potential source of fear, and everything that occurs a threat of danger
What happened to the all-embracing, welcoming spirit emanating from the Electric Forest?
Men and women of the working class, Catholic or not, are arraigned by progressive yappers for being socially retrograde
Literature in the West is dead for the simple reason that the West itself is virtually dead
Staten Island offers the spiritual antonym to elitist performances such as the Met Gala and the Oscars that peddle a distortion of American life
How do we celebrate when all the old pleasures have been pathologized?
Mark Twain would be hopelessly out of favor with both wings of the modern duopoly
To summon your brethren to raise a City Upon a Hill as a beacon to all mankind is a pretty tall order
To own occupies a semantic field which turns out to be a Grimpen Mire
Newport is unlike most American towns
Jimmy Duncan is a man who knows his place, which is one of the highest compliments I can give
In the absence of a Brahmin class, any civilization worthy of the name is impossible
The Chapel is dedicated to the 28,000 American people who were stationed on British soil and died in World War Two