I am a fan of his, and pay close attention to his analysis of political issues. His article today, which touches on his personal life, speaks volumes:
What’s dismaying is the knee-jerk tendency among liberals and conservatives to rush so passionately to one side or the other in this case. It has more to do with winning the culture war than helping Terri Schiavo, whose fate should rest on medical fact, not political posturing.
Mort lived through this with his own wife. And I would beg each of you to read what he has to say about Terri and ask yourself the tough questions he does.
While Dave is on hiatus, all we get are reprints. In this case, it is a good one, and echos my own thoughts:
It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.
One of my senators, and Wallace’s flag football buddy, John Cornyn, has a good article in National Review Online today.
This is — to put it lightly — not how our legal system is supposed to work. To the contrary, our Founding Fathers fought the Revolutionary War precisely in order to stop foreign governments from telling us what our laws say. The Declaration of Independence specifically complains that the American Revolution was justified because King George “has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws.” It was “We the People of the United States” who ordained and established a Constitution of the United States, one that includes a mechanism by which only “We the People of the United States” can change it if necessary. And of course, every federal judge and justice swears an oath to “faithfully and impartially discharge and perform all the duties incumbent upon me…under the Constitution and laws of the United States.”
He has introduced a resolution admonishing the Court to follow American–and in this case, Texan–law, and not that of Europeans whom we do not elect.
Adjudication without representation.
The day trip to Bryan about wore this old man out. But, I managed to play golf yesterday morning. Let’s just say I hit golf balls on the golf course. What I did couldn’t really be described as golf. I had one birdie, and a bunch of other stuff.
The wind helped–or hurt. Hard to say which. Many times over a putt I wondered whether the ball was going to roll on its own. It certainly tried to several times. In fact, my one birdie came on a two-foot putt which was cross-wind. I stood over it a long time. One of my playing partners had a downwind putt and it almost rolled off the green. Another had one against the wind and stopped about ten feet short. I rapped mine into the back of the hole, taking no chances.
I was already a bit weary from the trip, and fighting the wind all morning didn’t help.
Today Birdie and his lovely bride spent time taking care of financial business before he departs, and I took off this afternoon to take him to the range. He hasn’t played in a while, and needed some swings. So did I. The wind has abated a bit today, but the range faces directly into it. I never got more than about 200 yards on the fly with my driver, and a 7-iron carried about 120. The course isn’t named Gulf Winds for nothing.
We’ll try in the morning. He only has three more days before he has to return to North Carolina, and only a couple more days before heading out to Afghanistan.
I hope he has a good round tomorrow–one he can remember for the year he’s gone.
Just found a link to my site from what looks to be a new blog in Corpus Christi.
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