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Lost in Suburbia: Tracy Beckerman

I am a scarf person, but I am married to a non-scarf person. Conversely, my husband is a hat person, and I am not a hat person. He says scarves are itchy and make him look like he has no chin. I say hats ruin my hair and make my head look like Charlie Brown's. So whenever it gets cold out, he ...

Veronique de Rugy

The Christmas season is a time to reflect on what we have, which includes the kind of society that has made countless blessings possible. The warmth, security and generosity that many Americans experience during the holidays are not accidents or pure gifts of nature. In their tangible sense, ...

Josh Hammer

Years of bickering over the meaning of American conservatism and the identity of the American Right, which had already escalated in the conspiracy-filled aftermath of coalition lynchpin Charlie Kirk's horrific assassination, reached a fever pitch at Turning Point USA's recent AmericaFest ...

Rachel Marsden

PARIS — Remember being a kid and ripping open presents on Christmas morning, only to discover one relative slipped you an envelope of cash instead of yet another oversized plastic monstrosity? That's Europe right now. Sulking because Trump handed them a practical gift instead of another ...

The Raffel Ticket

With only three years left in his presidency, Donald J. Trump does not want to be forgotten, not ever. Like an emperor of olden days or a 20th-century tyrant, he is engraving his name on both old and new monuments wherever he can. At the beginning of December, he had his name carved on the ...

Faith and Family: Kathleen Carlton Johnson

We are about to start another year. Years are interesting markers in our lives. Like a ruler or a physical gauge, they measure. The solemn tramp of days, mornings, and sunsets. What are they measuring? They sometimes mark, with indelible ink, the story of our lives. Time is what we are given ...