an essay a week

Continuing my commitment to write a new op-ed piece each week of 2025 (or aspiring to anyway), news and commentary website American Thinker – a site I can’t recommend nearly enough – has just published my latest.

In ‘It’s Time to Cleans the White House Press Corps”, arguments are laid out for why the gaggle of journalists assigned to cover the president and his affairs should be thoroughly pruned down.  Not just because too many of them have demonstrated they can’t strive for impartiality either.  If for no other reason it’s because “traditional” outlets like CNN and Washington Post have had their audiences wiped out over the course of recent years, while more “alternative” media has emerged as the inheritors of that mantle.

Here’s a snippet:

When the Internet first came into widespread use, it was envisioned that it would bring with it the end of gatekeeping. Never more

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I’m going to preface the remainder of this post by saying something which I probably didn’t do my best to get across in this piece.  Mainly, that what I’ve written about is a tragedy.  When any one person has wasted more of a lifetime than too many good people ever get to have, only to wind down his or her time on this earth with naught but pain and hurt inflicted upon others, that is not a thing to gloat about.  That is a very sad thing, indeed.
Time keeps on slipping into the future.  And for all his schemes and plans and plots over five decades, they have ultimately earned Joseph Robinette Biden not an iota of esteem or honor.  He had it all, and it has now come to nothing.
No, there will be no crowds waiting to enter the Joe Biden Presidential Library…

And that is ...

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So last weekend after vowing to write an op-ed piece every week this year, I composed the first of the series.  It exists, honest!  I submitted it to a site that I’ve got a lot of respect for.  There was some correspondence about it but the last was a few days ago.  There hasn’t been any word since and it hasn’t been published.

I’m going to chalk it up as still being momentum forward.  It has been more than two years since I wrote like this so I’m a bit out of practice.  What I’m going through now is “therapy” as a writer.  When Dad SEVERELY injured his hand in a farming accident forty years ago this coming fall, it was months before he was in any shape to even hold a pen.  I’ve been injured too, in a fashion.  What did I expect, that I would be published again ...

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Writing is my calling.  Writing is my gift, ever since my ninth grade English teacher told me that on our last day of class.  It is something that nobody could ever take away from me.  It is something of my very own, that was supposed to always be with me.

And I’ve neglected it horribly these past few years.

I’ve been spending so much of my waking moments keeping my head above water, trying to keep from drowning because of real life matters, that I’ve not devoted anything to my passion and true career.  It simply hasn’t figured at all in my life.  It’s been more than two years since I wrote an op-ed piece, and I had to give up a plum gig at The Western Journal, things became so rough on my end.

Life was so much better when I was working as a mental health professional.  I ...

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