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I am very proud of my grandfather, Arthur Clampett Fox, the foundation Professor of Philosophy at the University of Western Australia. He was one of the first people in Australia to speak up about Hitler's treatment of the Jews. When he was old he liked hearing me read Shakespeare out aloud to him. In his unpublished manuscript "Man, Society and God" he saw personal freedom as the path to God and social peace and justice. In that work, he wrote "Love is the key that unlocks every final door." It gives me great pleasure to combine my "Puppa's" words with...

September 13, 2004 issue Copyright © 2004 The American Conservative New Era of Big Government The Bush Betrayal, James Bovard, Palgrave-Macmillan, 330 pages By Bob Barr If someone described for you a national incident involving unprecedented loss of life, poor government planning, the failure to hold any government official accountable for mistakes, and Congress responding to the crisis by throwing money at the problem, chances are you’d conclude they were speaking about the causes and aftermath of 9/11. Actually, they could just as well be describing the siege and invasion of the Branch Davidian Compound at Waco, Texas, in 1993,...

SAN FRANCISCO - Even with concerns growing about military troop strength, 770 people were discharged for homosexuality last year under the military's "don't ask, don't tell" policy, a new study shows. The figure, however, is significantly lower than the record 1,227 discharges in 2001 — just before the invasions of Afghanistan (news - web sites) and Iraq (news - web sites). Since "don't ask, don't tell" was adopted in 1994, nearly 10,000 military personnel have been discharged — including linguists, nuclear warfare experts and other key specialists. The statistics, obtained from the Defense Manpower Data Center and analyzed by the...

I was flipping around the radio dial one afternoon when I heard a familiar voice. The last time I heard that voice was to the accompaniment of a leering grin and towels snapping in a locker room. "Gotcha!" the voice had been saying. Snap! "Gotcha good, didn't I, queer?" Snap! "That'll teach you to mess with Mike." Mike was the terror of my high school locker room. Snapping towels at young boys' private parts. Getting freshmen in a headlock and rubbing their faces in his armpits. Calling all the boys "queers!" and "wimps!" He was a class act then. Now...