• Pragerisms

    For a more comprehensive list of Pragerisms visit
    Dennis Prager Wisdom.

    • "The left is far more interested in gaining power than in creating wealth."
    • "Without wisdom, goodness is worthless."
    • "I prefer clarity to agreement."
    • "First tell the truth, then state your opinion."
    • "Being on the Left means never having to say you're sorry."
    • "If you don't fight evil, you fight gobal warming."
    • "There are things that are so dumb, you have to learn them."
  • Liberalism’s Seven Deadly Sins

    • Sexism
    • Intolerance
    • Xenophobia
    • Racism
    • Islamophobia
    • Bigotry
    • Homophobia

    A liberal need only accuse you of one of the above in order to end all discussion and excuse himself from further elucidation of his position.

  • Glenn’s Reading List for Die-Hard Pragerites

    • Bolton, John - Surrender is not an Option
    • Bruce, Tammy - The Thought Police; The New American Revolution; The Death of Right and Wrong
    • Charen, Mona - DoGooders:How Liberals Hurt Those They Claim to Help
    • Coulter, Ann - If Democrats Had Any Brains, They'd Be Republicans; Slander
    • Dalrymple, Theodore - In Praise of Prejudice; Our Culture, What's Left of It
    • Doyle, William - Inside the Oval Office
    • Elder, Larry - Stupid Black Men: How to Play the Race Card--and Lose
    • Frankl, Victor - Man's Search for Meaning
    • Flynn, Daniel - Intellectual Morons
    • Fund, John - Stealing Elections
    • Friedman, George - America's Secret War
    • Goldberg, Bernard - Bias; Arrogance
    • Goldberg, Jonah - Liberal Fascism
    • Herson, James - Tales from the Left Coast
    • Horowitz, David - Left Illusions; The Professors
    • Klein, Edward - The Truth about Hillary
    • Mnookin, Seth - Hard News: Twenty-one Brutal Months at The New York Times and How They Changed the American Media
    • Morris, Dick - Because He Could; Rewriting History
    • O'Beirne, Kate - Women Who Make the World Worse
    • Olson, Barbara - The Final Days: The Last, Desperate Abuses of Power by the Clinton White House
    • O'Neill, John - Unfit For Command
    • Piereson, James - Camelot and the Cultural Revolution: How the Assassination of John F. Kennedy Shattered American Liberalism
    • Prager, Dennis - Think A Second Time
    • Sharansky, Natan - The Case for Democracy
    • Stein, Ben - Can America Survive? The Rage of the Left, the Truth, and What to Do About It
    • Steyn, Mark - America Alone
    • Stephanopolous, George - All Too Human
    • Thomas, Clarence - My Grandfather's Son
    • Timmerman, Kenneth - Shadow Warriors
    • Williams, Juan - Enough: The Phony Leaders, Dead-End Movements, and Culture of Failure That Are Undermining Black America--and What We Can Do About It
    • Wright, Lawrence - The Looming Tower

1947 Miracle on 34th Street and 2015 Cultural Decay

I was thirteen Christmas-time 1947 when I walked to  Highland Theater in St. Paul to see “Miracle on 34th Street” with Maureen O’Hara, John Payne, Edmund Gwen, Natalie Wood, and Gene Lockhart.    My ticket cost me 10 cents.

This “Miracle”  has been standard  Xmas show on television during the season for the past 25 years….I’ve regularly noticed, but have never bothered to see it a second time….until this early afternoon…..and this time without plan and price of ticket.

My paradise on Earth is my half-acre landscape garden.   I tend to it whenever weather permits.  It’s my God’s Little Acre Garden.

While pruning, cleaning up dead foliage this late morning,  I clumsily  tripped over a tarp and was smacked down onto a  limestoned path landing hard on my left knee.  “Ouch”… I ignored the bruise for more than an hour continuing with my chores, id est, ‘art work’,  when the injury suggested I rest a bit.

I turned  to television for recovery, despite my  strictly controlled  expenditure of time watching anything beyond  science,   history, news and watching the Vikings lose television.

I mistakenly hit a channel number which at that very moment was introducing  “Miracle on 34th Street”  as a four star hit, the same  1947  black and white masterpiece I  remembered seeing….and thought “when in eighth grade” for a moment.   I agreed with its rating, remembering it as a successful comedy,  causing me to laugh a  lot and thinking the plot very  clever and cute.   It was  very upbeat and joyful.  And I particularly loved the roles played by Gene Lockhart and Natalie Wood, who must have been barely eight years old at the time.

Maureen O’Hara played the Lefty-progressive feminist of her day to perfection, but whose script of the day failed to live up to today’s Democrat Party’s progressive  butchhood requirements that “a she”  progressive must never  marry a human male.

Fate made me curious to wonder….would the movie still make me laugh?

The movie  was far more than humorous, more than a chuckle here, another there.   It was unique, made clever, made ‘rational’ from  impossibly irrational states,  made free of fascism of political correctness of the past twenty years of universities’  feminazifying the nation….and outstandingly performed on all fronts.   How entertaining!   How refreshing!

Try it on for yourself.   See how it fits this Christmas….and Merry Christmas everyone!

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the 2015 “Merry Christmas” thing.

It’s December 18, 2015, the first day in the season  of winter’s onslaught here in ‘mid’  Minnesota,  the land of my birth, schooling,  profession, and  geographic love, and the date, the  50th birthday of my first born, a son.

Notice the above statement’s absence of the words  “politics” and “religion” for this is now  leftist, atheist country, at least in the urban domains.

Belated as it is, today  is the first day in  this year’s  Twin Cities’ real winter.  We are expecting  single digit temperatures Fahrenheit pushed by winds.   There is a fiftieth of an inch of snow covering my  half acre landscape garden grounds.  It will be the first day since last April that I won’t be working beauty  in the grounds lured by the drug of the visual, the  art of  landscape gardening.

Instead I turned to the Dennis Prager  radio world where I could increase pain in my already  tortured being with more bad news about the disappearance of good and honesty,  truth and knowledge in our once soulful  America.

Dennis is an important leader among the broader confines of my extended  family of about 30 folk whom  I still gladly “suffer”….(in the Biblical sense folks).

Among this stuff suffered unto me while listening, Dennis brought up the nature of his accent.   A caller wondered why, after being born in Brooklyn, Dennis  didn’t  possess and protect his Brooklyn accent.

The Dennis losing his Brooklyn accent isn’t exactly the Dennis I hear through  my educated, mid-western, nearly  perfect Johnny Carson’s  Nebraskan ears, the ears which try hard to relate what used to be  heard so beautifully , once upon a time,  on national radio and in the movie houses…..Today’s national television exercises the worst noises ever uttered by English speaking animals….the  nasal troubled female human animal groanings of all sexes, in particular, the ditsy ones.

I absorb Dennis’ excellent resonating  tones winsome to the ear with ‘correct’ expected American clarity  of  consonants and vowels according to the best standards available today…….and  the touches of the countless differences among Americanese….

I discovered  Dennis was Jewish the first time I heard him share his tones…..He has ‘troubles’ expressing  the soft g’s  of usual Americana language,  especially  when they are  located at the end of the words  requiring them.

The gerund?,  “SINGING” turns out, New York City -Jewishly,  to ring   singingk….or singkingk (almost as if ‘drowning’).   New York Italianese, loaded with similar  localese, doesn’t seem to demand the ingk endings to English words.   (I don’t know the history for the difference, do you?)

I have always loved this world of   Protestantized America, alas now being murdered by today’s university…..that America  which was founded upon tolerance and  freedom of expression.

How lucky we have been!  MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE.