Politics / Government

NYRPA

Wow.   When I am depressed, despondent, and disaffected, I reach for a glass of Lagavulin and my annotated copy of Judge Benitez’s decision in Duncan v Bonta (Becerra).  His turn of phrase and invectives at the State make me smile.  His full-throated protection of the Second Amendment and the Constitution warms my darkened heart.   Last Thursday...

Men Without Chests

Law school is a wholly loathsome experience. It is frustratingly slow, and in many ways it does not need to be. During the second semester of my second year, I had a sudden realization that there was a “scam” element to this whole enterprise. The actual material needed for comprehension and understanding to be...

Hoplophobes… I’m Tired of Your Banality

Another week, another murderous rampage.   This has become pathetic, and our response to it has become equally pathetic. While Sandy, Kavon, and I were in Wisconsin this last week, part of the flotsam and jetsam of human waste decided to seek notoriety by killing a bunch of children.   Naturally, there was an immediate and visceral reaction...

Andrea Mader

Some endorsements:   “I can see November from my front porch!”   These are trying times. Our nation is divided on fundamental philosophical issues. The notion of “liberty” has become a vague historical anachronism for our deeply regulated modern world. “Freedom” means different things to different people. Even the nature of life seems to eschew science and rest...

Vous Êtes Macron

Fear and Loathing is subsiding in Paris.   For that matter, a collective sigh of relief is being heard across most of Europe.   Russia winces in disgust, but is not particularly surprised.   Most Americans are completely oblivious.   A week ago Sunday, the French had an election… well, to be fair, a “second election”. The French system has a general...

Ukrainian Zulus

“Congratulations on your promotion, Colonel!”   The newly minted Lieutenant Colonel looked up from a brief he was reading. With some degree of difficulty, he shifted his weight in the leather wing-backed chair and forced himself to rise. In his left hand he clutched the brief he was reviewing, while a smoldering cigar delicately was held...