Tending the GOP Garden
We're looking for a leader with character, a patriot, someone who's unafraid to speak his mind and willing make a commitment without first filtering it through the spin cycle.
We're looking for a leader with character, a patriot, someone who's unafraid to speak his mind and willing make a commitment without first filtering it through the spin cycle.
In my head I know this is a good thing, their opportunity to share an adventure and further cement their father-son bond. Outside I am calm, but inside I am chilled to the bone and my heart is shrieking.
I had the good fortune late last month to travel to Paris, where I spent five days immersed in French culture and cuisine. Hemingway wrote that Paris is "A Moveable Feast," and the city lived up to its reputation.
The call came on a Tuesday night. The books are in. We will hold your copy until Saturday. I quickly asked the saleswoman to put it on my card and ship the book via UPS next-day delivery. I immediately laughed at myself because somewhere deep down I felt afraid someone -- a Muslim radical! -- would somehow find out I had ordered the forbidden book.
Our mouths drop in disbelief, and once again we are stunned. We just don't get it yet, do we, why children are taking up arms and firing into crowds with no regard for the lives they are forever disrupting in an instant.
From a distance, from our new perch atop vast archives of electronic information afforded us via the Internet, we can begin to understand current events such as this more clearly than ever. The real trick, though, will always be the ability to sift through all that information and put things in their proper perspective.
In this age of new media, we can all be web publishers and as such we must treasure our freedom or lose it. With freedom come responsibilities: We should identify ourselves and our sources of information. We should verify the accuracy of our information. We should also use discretion and good taste.
In the Land of the Smiling Billboards, cutouts of celebrities as tall as buildings wear truck-size grins to beckon tourists to their shows ...
Fresh from a fervent assembly designed to pump up the sales force, my 10-year-old son got in the car after school and declared his new goal in life, to be Top Seller . . .
How much now I wish I would have offered him some small bit of encouragement that night, no matter how awkward I felt about it.