Wright Is Right, and His Ignoble Critics Are Wrong

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

At state Assemblyman Sebastian Ridley-Thomas’s community swearing-in rites 10 days ago at West Los Angeles College, I spent a most congenial hour sitting beside state Sen. Rod Wright (D-Inglewood). Naturally, he did not come alone. His constant companion is his trademark fedora. Hooray for him. This was just hours before a jury…

I Am Proud of My Fellow Jew

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

Jew-haters of the world are celebrating their latest garbage-smeared triumph this afternoon, fittingly scant hours before the start of Shabbos, a sacred weekly Jewish ritual that leftists, American and otherwise, loathe. Anti-Semites from a left-wing global “charity,” the discredited Oxfam International…

The Masterful I-Phoney Campaign

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

The frumpy bag ladies – didn’t that used to be derogatory? – are rallying, thanks to the mentally mushy wing of the Democrat Party, which includes no more than 95 percent of the faithful. State Sen. Kevin DeLeon (D-Los Angeles), my current choice for…

Shame on Culver City

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

“Rent control,” sadly, has become Culver City’s version of the N-word. You may not say it aloud. You risk offending inarguably decent older people who are on a noble, mankind-rescuing mission. Heroically, these Decent People…

If Dr. King Returned, He Would Judge the World 50-50

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

Without question, America’s proudest achievement in the 46 years since Dr. Martin Luther King’s assassination was the election of a black President five years and two months ago. When Dr. King was striding toward his prime in the 1950s and ‘60s, Our country was so riven by racial hatred that a black candidate would have…

The Second Longest Story in the History of the Planet

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

It is chilling to realize that The New York Times’s foreign correspondent, whose lead story yesterday was the longest since Eve and Adam found out their third son, John Quincy, was gay, could have left out anything besides his mom’s birth certificate.

Robertson, the Little Duck Who Could – and Did

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

Them there bean-counting, race-baiting, red-necked, sexually meandering yokels at the A & E network sank sobbingly to their nosey knees this afternoon. With their beady eyes memorizing the number of slates in the floor, they welcomed the brilliant Phil Robertson – their, ahem, meal ticket – back onto their team.

Allah’s Boys Have Both Knees on Our Caving Necks

Ari L. NoonanEditor's Essays

All hail to Allah – your boys are holding a huge lead over our shamefully betrayed boys. The tragedy is, no one on our side is copping to how far American pride and power have sunk to be politically correct in a world run by Muslim terrorists.