Andrew Malcolm

Ed Morrissey and I were talking on his podcast over at our sister site, HotAir, this week about this 2026 July Fourth celebration.

Like most older Americans, I imagine, our nation's forever unfolding history came to me initially from school books.

When I was a boy, my family visited New York City, which was safer then and did not have loudspeaker calls to prayer.

If only there had been some indication, even just a hint, that Graham Platner was not the sort of wise, experienced, serious man of accomplishment and moral substance who would fit into the United States Senate.

When I was a little boy, long before the fast lanes of Interstates, we lived in the country on a major two-lane highway made of bricks. It was a busy road, except during winter blizzards in that snow belt when the only things moving through the deep snow were farmers' tractors.

Has anyone else noticed that governments' sanctions on other countries don't really do anything to change their policies or strategies these days?

We've all probably heard a lot about the flight of people from California because of the reckless spending and taxing and, quite simply, loony regulations imposed by Gov. Gavin Newsom (D) and his obedient state legislature. My family was among the beautiful state's emigrants when the taxes and prices of way too many things like insurance simply became unaffordable.

Have you ever observed, really observed, an actual sunrise in the mountains or countryside where your view of the horizon is unobstructed by the man-made clutter of city skylines?

Many years ago, my family was moving from a rented duplex in the city to our very own new home in the rural countryside of northeast Ohio. Actually, it wasn't new at all. It was a very old home but comfortable and sturdy. It was new to us.

Well, Anthony Stephen Fauci got what so many short men desperately crave: everybody's attention focused on him this past week.