“We've decided not to share Storm's sex for now — a tribute to freedom and choice in place of limitation, a stand up to what the world could become in Storm's lifetime (a more progressive place? ...).” So wrote parents David Stocker and Kathy Witterick after the birth of their third child, who they really did name “Storm.”
This isn’t the first story about parents who don’t want their children to be influenced by others’ sex-role expectations. In 2009, a Swedish couple, citing the feminist philosophy stating that “gender is a social construction,” refused to reveal the sex of their 2 ½-year-old child “Pop” (I have it on good authority, from Snap and Crackle, that it’s a boy).
Another Memorial Day has arrived and I again have it in mind to finally get to the end of a book I have begun reading several times but never finished. It is David Halberstam's Pulitzer Prize-winning account of how our nation got bogged down in what might be called the Q (for Quagmire) War — World War 'Nam in Southeast Asia. Before I had reached the Goldwater days of my youth, I didn't even know there was a Southeast Asia. I was hardly aware of Asia at all. But once I learned our fellow Americans were fighting Communist aggression there, the righteousness of the war appeared self-evident. In the words of a song that became a hit in the 1960s, the young men of my generation heard the sound of "Distant Drums."
That man is a fallen creature has never been more clearly demonstrated than by the behavior of our elected politicians in Washington. Most of them are highly educated lawyers who have studied American history in their universities, and yet have acted so stupidly as to have brought this great nation to the brink of financial disaster.
We learn at an early age that you cannot spend more than you earn. We learn that it is not good to borrow money in order to buy things you really don’t need. And yet, these very smart politicians keep doing this in contradiction to all wise and intelligent understanding of basic economic principles.
There’s a really dirty little secret about the category of literature known as “women’s fashion magazines”: They are aimed at pre-teens, teenagers, and 20-something adults. In fact, magazines like Cosmopolitan and Vogue, which started publishing teenager spinoffs in the 1990s, quickly realized that adolescents were already reading the adult versions. Indeed, the teen spinoffs are not much different than the ones for “grown-ups”; the only thing missing are ads for wrinkle cream.
The administration of Barack O'Bomber has not been a screaming success thus far, as just about any Republican will be happy to tell you. But a Democrat in the White House has one thing going for him that most Republicans don't like to admit. Whenever a big government program is in trouble, Republicans will ride to its rescue. That's bipartisanship. Being bipartisan means you never have to stand for principle.