It’s in the marrow of the bones of homo liberalis. Yes, dear reader, they’ve been doing that forever. When I wasn’t writing on subjects like homelessness and the end of the Cold War or echoing P.J.’s epic call for a New McCarthyism on college campuses (a cause badly needed today), I was jousting with campus liberals, who, naturally, responded by calling me a fascist, Nazi, homophobe, and racist. He opted for the more recognizable William F. One of my writers, Mario, was such a fan of Tyrrell that he pondered dressing as The American Spectator’s editor-in-chief for Halloween one year. O’Rourke, Andrew Ferguson, Malcolm Gladwell, Wlady Pleszczynski, and the witty magazine’s band of cheerful conservative rogues who appealed to us young ’80s-era Reagan conservatives. Like me, they read The American Spectator and relished the writings of R. I had several like-minded columnists on my staff. I was editor of the editorial page in my campus newspaper, The Pitt News, which was published Monday through Thursday, with a huge print circulation of roughly 50,000 copies. I remember one of my first public debates with a liberal.
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