The Post-Partisan Emporium

  The Politburo Tsarina Kamala's Last Task I am sure of three things: death, taxes, and the D party's subsequent choice for president being worse for America than the prior one. Now they're going for a death thrust with cackling. TRYGVE E. WIGHDAL Even Batman Would Drink Here In 1994, I was invited to give a small talk at the University of Texas, Austin, titled “How I Became the Enemy of the State #1.” It was nice, intimate, which is to say neither I nor my small country were interesting enough to attract any significant crowd, but, as Orson Welles once said, “You only need one,” so you have to give full attention and respect to anyone willing to listen to you, no matter how small the gathering. It also has its advantages. After the talk and discussion, we went to the Dean’s home for a party. At one moment, a friend, a professor at UT at the time, said we had to leave if we wanted to drink; the esteemed guests should not see us wasted. So we went. In a bar near that famous

  The 'Green' Movement: Endemic Sorrow and Permanent Fear And btw, the smoke you are inhaling? Those fires were set. ELIZABETH NICKSON Whatever happened to saving the whales? Twenty years from now we are going to look back at the early years of green energy seeing it as the apex predator in the Madness of Crowds sweepstakes. The wealth transfer from the poor to the rich, as taxpayers  subsidize  green energy projects in every country, is shocking. That money winds its way into hedge funds that promote new green energy projects accompanied by yet more taxpayer subsidy. At the same time, the money that could be used to lift up an increasingly miserable lower 50 percent is accompanied by a shutting down of fossil fuel supply, thus raising energy costs for the working poor and middle class, which then skyrockets the price of food. It is a pincer movement, a classic play by the rich to milk the poor, a driving of tens of millions into poverty and serfdom. I can read the face of the