I am a loving man, soulless by disposition; a forgiving man, vindictive by circumstance. I am an innocent man, but I am a monster. Another might say I am two men, or even say I am no man at all. But what another says is of little consequence. Do I believe good exists in the world? Not proportionately to the injustices of the world. I admit, however, of the good that does exist, I have experienced very little, and understand even less. Read Brandon's full essay at the following link.
In Billy Wilder’s 1950 film classic Sunset Boulevard, Norma Desmond is a silent film star who stubbornly refuses to adapt to an evolving industry that suddenly includes sound, ultimately inducing her own irrelevance and destruction. The Republican Party is Norma Desmond’s modern political incarnation. Read Brandon's full op-ed at Townhall.com.
For almost a decade the Democratic Party has vanquished Republicans in the world of internet fundraising and branding, a trend spearheaded by former Democratic Presidential candidate Howard Dean. During the fourth quarter of 2003, Dean raised more than $15 million, setting a DNC record and singlehandedly revitalizing the progressive base. Read the full column at PoliticIt.
In the book Why Nations Fail: The Origins of Power, Prosperity, and Poverty, American economists Daron Acemoglu and James A. Robinson contend stable institutions and political centralization are necessary conditions for economic prosperity and long term social stability. Differentiating between “inclusive” and “extractive” philosophies, Acemoglu and Robinson maintain encompassing institutions stem educational and technological advancements, while extractive institutions stifle and impede wealth and growth. In addition, stable and centralized political institutions not only safeguard vital elements such as intellectual property rights, but provide a reliable legal foundation from which to peacefully arbitrate and mediate disputes between citizens and firms.
Hip hop is not just music. It’s a culture. It includes dance, apparel, perfumes, jewelry, cinema, radio, television, books, magazines, and even beverages. That is, there are very few trades that hip hop hasn’t touched. And while hip hop’s lifeblood may be the complex grouping of rhythms, beats, vocals, tones, and lyrics, it was abetted at every stage by the free market. Read Brandon’s full essay at The Foundation For Economic Education.
Heroes aren’t molded they are etched -- fashioned by endeavor -- born of resolution’s unholy dalliance with circumstance. They are mortals who, in the foreboding face of destitution, unearth the valor to rise to the unforgiving moment. They are angels whose optimism illuminates the forgotten aspirations of desperate men and waning servants.
For six months now, Republican voters, like an ensemble of bemused Barbie dolls, have hopscotched from one candidate to the next in search of conservative Ken. From Bachman, to Trump, to Perry, to Cain, to Newt -- they have, in a curious and fickle display of fidelity, indeed navigated the contender gamut. That is, unless the contender is Ron Paul. Read the rest of my op-ed at The Hill (note: this op-ed has since been edited/shortened by The Hill).
For centuries, civilizations have risen and fallen, some by the despotic winds of external forces, others by the internal cancer of their own apparatus. But of the civilizations that have resonated longest and strongest, Professor Amy Chua asserts in her book, Day of Empire, one single trait spans them all: tolerance.
It seems counterintuitive that a voter, given opportunity to choose between a truth and a falsehood, would calculatingly select a falsehood. Nonetheless, every presidential election, that’s exactly what 99 percent of voters do. Thus, it would seem suitable to, after 41 years since the Libertarian Party’s inception, soberly query why the party still brilliantly fails to harvest broader public support than the habitual 1 percent.
Contrary to left-wing embellishment, Occupy is neither avant-garde, nor debonair -- but rather, an intellectually dejected and insolvent cultural miscarriage; a systematized parade of profound ignorance and unenlightened rebellion. It is, to say the least, a civic mortification.