The story of my only novel
I had to spend a solid year assuring readers that I did not prematurely ejaculate. Boy was that embarrassing
Let Utah be Utah
I dig the Mormons and even pull for Brigham Young University’s football team
The wonderful world of community theater
The woman sitting next to me whispered urgently: ‘I can’t take my eyes off that man’s nipple’
I am a part of Batavia, New York
My friend Henry W. Clune used to say that all he ever really wanted was to appear considerable in the eyes of his hometown
Solzhenitsyn, Russian Nobelist and noblest Russian
Cheer, Cheer for Old Notre Dame
A farewell to Armistice
The movable feast of Veterans Day
The (congress)man who wasn’t there
The invisible candidacy of Chris Collins
Kum ba yah, baby, and pass the ammo
What’s so funny about peace, love and understanding?
Brett Kavanaugh as political football
In the private sector, we get blitzed
Status Cuomo in New York
...in the land the Democrats forgot
John McCain: the man from nowhere who unleashed a deathstorm
The rooted ask the great unasked question in American foreign policy: What does this war mean for my block, my neighbourhood, my town?
Breaking up is impossible to do in California
As Tim Draper has learned...
Chris Collins, we hardly knew ye
Blue State: Republicans gone rogue...
How NATO became the most sacred cow in the barn
Before Trump’s visit the Senate approved by a near-Soviet margin of 97-2 a resolution expressing ‘ironclad’ support for NATO.
Is Andrew Cuomo about to finally get his comeuppance?
Almost a quarter of a century ago, New York voters, weary of Governor Mario Cuomo’s sanctimonious bullyragging, rejected the three-term…
Cheap gimmicks are ruining baseball
Baseball’s minor leagues, that congeries of 247 farm teams scattered across the fruited plain, kick off (damn football; even its…
