Old. Conservative. Christian. In love with my wife, our boys, Texas, America, Western Civilization, and Jesus. Sorry about the decline of newspapers. Therefore, a Trump voter.
. . . by Sunday night's presidential debate. The lede is a hoot. Its tone, typically, is pompous. Its figurative language is gloriously incomprehensible: how exactly can a spectacle ("a visually striking performance or display") slouch? And the sophomoric misuse . . .
I'm honored that you stop by occasionally to read Unca Darrell. And I deeply regret that I have posted very little in recent days. Believe me, as Mr. Trump is fond of saying, tiny right hand chopping the air, index finger aloft -- Believe me, I'm sitting on a bunch of really good stuff. Absolutely first class stuff. The best stuff ever. Everybody says so. But life is more important than blogging, and I have reached a point where . . .
. . . Houston Chronicle editorial board should not be taken as more than it is. There's been no peace treaty or nonaggression pact. I just haven't had time to deal with newspaper's serial assaults on truth, facts, logic, and common sense. These continue, undiminished, unashamed.
Ted Cruz has dropped out of the GOP presidential race. The Chronicle's glee . . .
From its peak in January 2008 through today, the United States has created 750,000 jobs. Texas created over a million jobs during the same period -- meaning . . .