Klaus Schwab isn’t the first, nor will he be the last, to play God.
When shrewd prudence comes to rule the mind like a tyrant, it will destroy everything that it deems useless, admiring only itself in its attempts to conscript the entire world as a function of its cold discernment and machine mind.
No matter its promises, charms, or supposed generosity – no matter its calls for selfless service – the government is a Selfish Giant with an insatiable appetite for more and more.
A grown man should be utterly embarrassed to suggest he or anyone else should make a big fuss over his birthday, but any man worthy of his fated age should always rejoice in the birth of new life and new family.
The war on pot is lost. It was lost long ago. And it’s high time prohibitionists admitted the truth: pot fought the law, and pot won.
Frankl’s personal account of life in the concentration camp leads him to probing meditations on the nature of totalitarianism, suffering, love, time, dreams, personal responsibility, and fate – meditations worth a few hours for anyone to read and reread.
A better bomb is terrifying. It's simple to understand, completely credible, and convincing. If a better bomb can’t save us, nothing can. Yet, despite hope in a better bomb, that indescribable stench remains.
A perennial problem with politics is that people in politics actually take themselves seriously. Politicians may act cynically, yet they are not quite cynical enough when it comes to their own political ambitions.
Ever since Liz Cheney became a symbol of betrayal for the new American right, many Alabamians have warily searched for the “Liz Cheney of Alabama” — but to no avail.
Life is often about picking one’s own poison. Sometimes there are no purely good choices, only better or worse.
A life gripped by addiction is a series of short farcical victories that spell long tragic defeat, where even the so-called daily winners end up losers in the long run. This is true for individuals as well as entire nations.
Rest in peace, Jack. I will never forget you. Years from now, when I’m that older man sitting alone at the local watering hole, perhaps someone will say hello and stop to listen to some of those same lines we once shared.
Look outside your window at the topsy-turvy wide world, and I swear you’ll see waterfalls flowing upwards. The question in such an upside-down world is: Will you go with the backwards flow or set out to restore the world to its proper place?
Those who would trade essential liberty for hollow promises of equity will receive neither liberty nor equity in the end.
Men are quite bad at ruling and being ruled, yet they continue giving it a go.
If new Montgomery is to rise – and as a native son, I hope it rises to become the envy of the world – continuing to blame the sordid past for the lackluster present is a death knell for the future.
Today is Election Day in Montgomery, and the capital city is in dire need of getting back to basics. But no matter how basic, the people will only get what they know, want and deserve.
Ten good men can save a city, but you probably won’t see them in the national headlines – instead they are usually found where no one else but God himself is looking.
All politics, at least in a free society, should be local. But they’re not. Not in America today.
Let’s make fat the new black! For far too long, we have ushered into political power a parade of slightly fit fools. Skinny has had its day.
In the midst of all the sound and fury of post-persuasion America, he with the thickest skin usually wins — and on this issue Sen. Tuberville seems to have the thickest of them all.
Liberty blossoms when power is set against power, ambition seeks to check ambition, and ideas are measured and weighed in the tumult and hullabaloo of our public political dramas.
“Sound of Freedom” isn’t a masterpiece, but it is a well-crafted clarion call to awareness and action in the face of the horrors of human trafficking in the 21st century.
As we prepare for our annual July 4th festivities, basking in the warm glow of fireworks that light the night sky, let us take a moment to reflect on the light of America’s most explosive and emblematic document, the Declaration of Independence.
When the public treasury becomes a public trough, it’s not only voters who desire a bigger and bigger piece of the pie. Big special interests want to have their cake while they eat it too.
The establishment has already started their preemptive strikes against a certain Democratic candidate for the presidency – Robert F. Kennedy, Jr. (RFK Jr.) – labeling him a kooky conspiracy theorist.
In the eyes of the ruling elite, Donald Trump's original sin is that he dared to think that he was actually in charge of the executive branch.