There are days for sunny morning walks in the garden, where dew-bejeweled roses release their fragrance on the light breeze.
These are not those days. These are days of harsh realities demanding sharp answers. This is now … time for thorns.
I often wonder if so many Americans are interested in archaeology because we live in such a young country by historical standards. Yes, our continent’s history is much older than our nation, but large civilizations in North America were rare.
Whether you’re a archaeology enthusiast like me or not, the finds at the old port of Burgos, Bulgaria, are exciting. See for yourself.
Chief Dan George offers a blessing. We could all use one, couldn’t we?
I’ve seen the tulip fields in Holland — mile after mile of broad bands of color — and marveled that the flowers are regarded as unimportant, since the growers are after the bulbs. I hope to see a few more of these colorful wonders.
Even Justices Sotomayor and Kagan got this one right by joining in a decision that when shareholders sue a corporation for making false statements of opinion in filings, they must establish that the statements were knowingly false. That seems plain common sense to me, but it is a direct blow to the trial lawyers’ lobby, an important Democratic support group, and one which has increasingly used such lawsuits as a means of legal extortion.
I myself have owned stock in a corporation which was attacked in this manner, and it was costly to the company, and thus to shareholders, not merely in the expense of fighting the suit, but also because it held up a large business deal.
I am always reminded that people obtain law degrees for one of three reasons: 1) because they love the law and wish to seek justice; 2) they see it as a means to become wealthy; or 3) they wish to learn how to subvert the law. The last option is what drove both the Clintons and the Obamas. None of them have any respect for the law or the Constitution on which it is based, nor do they have any for the dignity of the office of the Presidency. They are merely tools in their arsenals of corruption.
D.C. Delegate Eleanor Holmes Norton, best known for her spittle-flecked invective and bursts of manufactured outrage, can not park a car. If she did this anywhere else, she’d have a ticket on her windshield upon her return.
When your entire brain is filed with hogwash and fury, any semblance of common sense is crowded out.
UPDATE: Now the D.C. delegate is claiming she plans to take parking lessons, or perhaps buy one of the new self-parking cars. Personally, I’m betting on the latter, since we taxpayers have to foot at least part of that bill, and I’m not sure she can figure out how to charge us for the lessons.
That’s today. If you know a recipient, you know greatness. If you have ever been introduced to one, you have met valor. I have met two, and remain in awe of them both.