UNIVERSITIES, [Donald Kagan] proposed, are failing students and hurting American democracy. Curricula are "individualized, unfocused and scattered." On campus, he said, "I find a kind of cultural void, an ignorance . . .
OUR OLD PAL Nick Anderson, like all progressives, is a gun-control absolutist. His latest contribution appears today. The point he makes is predictable and, in its essence, wrong. But it is done with good craft, effectively, and within the rules of the cartooning game, fairly and squarely.
His headline, though, is a sad bit of work. It opens a window to the sarcastic-to-the-point-of-hateful progressive attitude toward our sweet land. "Welcome . . .
. . . a family project. I may post occasionally over the next couple of months, but you're excused from checking back until early or mid-June. Meanwhile, a couple of parting shots:
HOUSTON CHRONICLE cartoonist Nick Anderson today celebrates the death of Margaret Thatcher with an image of her as a particularly ugly harridan, berating God at a desk in heaven. "What kind of socialist dystopia are you running here, kind sir?"
God, miserable, head in hands, hides under the desk: "I think I've died and gone to hell."
President Reagan announced it on March 23, 1983. Critics quickly derided it as "Star Wars" and said it would never work but would upset the nuclear balance with the Soviets -- the first and only time progressives ever said a kind word for mutual assured destruction.
Now the intellectual and moral heirs of the mockers, President Obama and Defense Secretary Hagel, are . . .
THE HOUSTON Chronicle editorial board got it right today. Hugo Chavez, the dead Venezuelan dictator was "a vitriolic socialist ideologue . . . who used his nation's oil wealth to welcome and abet anti-American terrorists the world over."
REGULAR READERS of Unca D -- both of you -- know the Houston Chronicle has proudly and ostentatiously declined for many years to embrace, or express even minimal respect toward, the civic holidays that help define and strengthen and our American and Texan culture and polity.
Fourth of July? What's that? A bunch of beer-swilling, dog-roasting, flag-waving plebes . . .
