Call your mom while you’re at college. It took me four months, a reminder from the dean, and a nasty email to figure that out. In fact, do it every week, your life will improve. If I am truthful, that single injunction is sufficient advice for this whole piece. But heck, I’m a graduating senior,...
I discovered Hillsdale College through a Google search. The specificity of the search – “the top ten conservative schools in the United States” – fell to my love of superlatives, and it was directly followed by “what are the top ten liberal schools in the United States?” I was directed to the Young America’s Foundation...
“This great evil — where’s it come from? How did it steal into the world? What seed, what root did it grow from? Who’s doing this? Who’s killing us? Robbing us of life and light. Mocking us with the sight of what we might have known.” So asks the protagonist, Private Witt, of Terrence Malick’s...
Our van pulled off the road at “Visalia Drug Testing & More.” Spencer, the executive director of my Christian ministry, had warned me of this step with a meme that superimposed his head over Hulk Hogan’s: “Drug tests? What kind of drugs are we testing?” Spencer’s face was white as cream cheese and his silver...
“I forgot how much I hate people with opinions.” My friend and I were quietly leaving a book reading last Tuesday night and those were his parting words. From what I could tell, the author in question had spent the previous night at the Donnybrook, that Canaan of Catholicism, and he had supped richly on...