America is great because it rejects Europe's philosophy

Caitlin Hall has it all wrong about Europe being "Green." Europe, with the exception of France ÷ who finally wised up and started voting conservative ÷ has moved so far left that it is more of a rosy, Bolshevik red.

I love to read editorials in which liberals label fellow conservatives like myself the problem in society. Seems to me that the left wing is the real societal contaminator. Their political correctness, slave reparations, international governmental organizations, anti-God attitude drives me nuts. We have PETA fighting for chickens and rats to have rights, environmental groups burning homes and businesses down, anti-globalization demonstrations that cause damage to property and cause death, and Amnesty International making sure that war criminals responsible for American deaths last fall are being treated humanely. So to hear Ms. Hall go off on conservatives quite frankly makes me sick. [Read article]

This year, Nevada has included a proposition on its ballot that would legalize the possession of marijuana in amounts of three ounces or less. Should a similar measure be considered in Arizona?

Hemp taboo ignorant

The war on marijuana, whether it be medicinal or recreational, has its roots deeply imbedded in the fight against industrial hemp. Hemp, or cannabis sativa, has been grown since antiquity as the source for products such as medicine, textiles, paper, food, oil, ink, building materials, detergent, varnish and fuel. If the Marijuana Tax Act of 1937 had not outlawed the use of hemp, the durable and versatile crop would be harvesting billions of dollars in revenue each year. [Read article]

You'll never believe what happened to me Wednesday. There I was, riding my bicycle home from class when I saw it. A huge bee was flying straight towards me. I didn't pay much attention to the bee until it flew directly into my mouth and stung me.

Yeah, some people have all the luck.

Well, I did what anyone else would do. I spit the bee out, stepped on it, screamed as loudly as I possibly could like a 12-year-old girl and ran home. Bursting into my apartment, I ran to the freezer and filled my mouth with ice. I collapsed to the floor of the kitchen and stared at the ceiling, writhing and twitching in incredible pain. And that's when it hit me. [Read article]