I’m now writing primarily at The Brenner Brief, a right-of-center news and opinion outlet. inmediasrace.com is receiving far fewer updates as a result, so please check out my writing there for the latest. Here are a few notable articles:
Is It Still Possible To Be Anonymous Online? (24 June 2013)
Iron Man 3: A Bit of Conservatism, A Lot of Fun (4 June 2013)
Let’s posit a parent, who has a daughter who wants to go to college. For the purposes of this argument, there is only one college in the world, and only one chance to apply there. The daughter fills out her paperwork, writes an essay and a check for the application fee, and submits the package to the college.
Words matter. This is a maxim many will embrace or ignore selectively according to their immediate needs, but it is always accurate: word choice, inflection, syntax, spelling–all of it matters.
The American Left has a dictionary, which it shares freely among its adherents. Most liberals now have common and very specialized definitions of scores of words: choice, labor, tolerance, together, revenue. They dominate these definitions in media, through sheer saturation and repetition (and infiltration). They plan and they execute. The Right seems at a loss to keep up.
Every day, conservatives pundits and politicians get hours of airtime, over the Internet and cable news channels. The exposure is there, yet the official lexicon is not established. This is improving slowly: some soundbites do manage to coalesce from nebulous buzzwords into firmer terms: debt crisis, Obama Phones, Taxmageddon. Some are spawned from the Right and some from elsewhere. But after all the speeches, emails, flyers, and blog posts, the 2012 presidential election results say that the words the American people identified with were those of the Left. And that is disappointing, because they were, and are, entirely misleading.
We made it.
Thousands around the globe held the belief that on December 21 of last year, the world would come to an end. The poles would shift; or the rogue Planet X would shove Earth off its orbit; or a hundred methane pockets under the sea would uncover themselves and begin an atmospheric recalibration that would suffocate us all.
But the earth’s crust did not erupt in a hail of rock and lava, and no tidal waves buried our greatest cities. As many knew, the Mayan calendar functions much like the Gregorian calendar: the years turn, and keep going indefinitely. The purported end was only the beginning of another cycle. January 1.
Now we enter a new year. Those who were waiting–perhaps even hoping–for the end are now faced with a new horror: the return of the mundane. They need to rise, put on a pot of coffee, return to work (assuming they didn’t quit their jobs to watch the sky), and return home to make dinner, sleep, and rise again. Humanity rolls on, and not even the United States’ “fiscal cliff” could change that (although if we don’t get our debt under control, we will certainly face an end of a different sort).
In a new year rife with hope and pledges toward self-actualization, however, we would be wise to remember the end.
Think of the last movie you saw that featured a major environmental catastrophe due to global warming, or the fight against those who would destroy a forest or a river.
How about one in which the cosmopolitan protagonist can’t decide whether to sleep with Vince or Vinny, and realizes wait–she can have both.
Or perhaps a sci-fi thriller featuring the perfect green energy source?
Or a TV father who openly encourages and commiserates with his son’s ubiquitous presence in the local bars, and the search for a new woman each weekend?
A few days ago I had a quick Twitter exchange with Chris Loesch, husband to Dana Loesch of The Dana Show. Chris wrote and produced the music for the recently released and quite deliciously poignant documentary Hating Breitbart. The exchange was sparked by his statement that we conservatives need to drastically improve our art.
Tomorrow, Election Day, will realize one of two outcomes. Either Gary Johnson will lose, or Gary Johnson will not win.
(All respect to those voting their principles–we need much more of that–but in this election the stakes are too high; there’s not enough water for another tributary. Thus, I direct you here.)
Optimism is important, and so is realism. A Romney victory is very possible, if not imminent. Should Barack Obama win a second term, however, conservatives must be prepared. The energy we have brought to the fight thus far must be doubled, our minds sharpened again, and every tool available be made ready for the task of holding this president fully accountable for each of his actions and failures thus far
Today the Obama campaign released a web video called “Your First Time”, comparing a girl’s vote for Barack Obama to losing her virginity.
Charles Krauthammer said it well: If you watched the debate on TV, Paul Ryan won. If you listened to it on the radio, Joe Biden won.
I listened to the debate in audio only, on C-SPAN radio, and at several points got the impression that Ryan was bested. Biden, with his easy, drôle manner of speaking, seemed to communicate his points well and effectively. Ryan’s cadence is a bit stilted and calculated, and contrasts oddly with Biden’s; it seemed he came across like a butler, focused solely on the job, dispassionate in comparison with Biden and disconnected from the people.
But then there’s the video. This vice president made a mockery of his own office. He was a caricature. Speaking with passion is a gift and a strength, and can be used effectively while advocating a good and righteous message, but this was passion laced with derision. It was not vice-presidential, but more importantly it was not presidential–and both candidates needed to prove their suitability for that position, since either one could eventually assume it.