Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Unlike Mark Twain's quip upon reading his obituary, my early July "RIP Doha" column was neither premature nor exaggerated.

Each day since that July morning when I took a ride in an ambulance has been interesting. Some days the earth is steady beneath my feet.

Each day since that July morning when I took a ride in an ambulance has been interesting. Some days the earth is steady beneath my feet.

The U.S. Supreme Court waded into the waters of the United States earlier this summer, finally defining those waters for the U.

There is nothing, and I mean nothing, like a sudden and horrid illness to make a person extremely grateful to be alive.

There is a certain comfort to be taken in the knowledge that some things are probably never going to change.

Ride away, ride away. Johnny shall ride, And he shall have little cat tied to one side, And he shall have little dog tied to the other, And Johnny shall ride to see his grandmother.

Stockpiling fescue and orchardgrass is generally considered an economical way to extend the grazing season and cut feed costs.

July has been a tough month for farmers and ranchers in The Washington Post. On July 2 and again July 18, The Post published lengthy investigative pieces on the enormous cost, wanton waste, and built-in silliness of today's federal farm programs.

The world at large is always nattering on about how beauty is only "skin deep", but as far as I'm concerned, that's plenty deep enough.