Let me see a show of hands: Who at this point would be more willing to jump off a cliff than to listen to the presidential candidates bicker back and forth?

Has anyone else noticed that the presidential candidates are beginning to sound like they're trying to be elected to the Student Council? There is apparently no plan too absurd if the candidates think it will move the polls.

Poor Barack Obama can’t win for losing. Hillary Clinton and John McCain are busy questioning his patriotism, smearing him in ways that must make Karl Rove proud.

Will American politics ever escape the '60s? For the last week, I've been arguing with people - mostly online, this being the 21st century - about Jeremiah Wright, black liberation theology and Louis Farrakhan.

The United States acknowledged the fifth anniversary of victory in Iraq on Thursday. Victory? Didn't I just read that 49 U.S. troops died in Iraq last month? Didn't I read that the number of U.S. troops killed in Iraq since the U.S. invasion in 2003 surpassed the 4,000 mark?

Idle cars are the devil's tools

Robins hitting window panes, the war in Iraq and abstinence-only programs.

Some of our most beloved historic figures have said and done some horrific things. Yet few seem compelled to disown them because they disgree with these national icons on such matters.

About two weeks ago, one of the first warm days of the spring, I spent the morning like many homeowners raking leaves, picking up twigs, and thinking about flowers and other things I'll need to spruce up my yard.

My late father-in-law, a wise man and former presidential aide, often mused how “moments” can reveal a political candidate or spouse. The mask falls. Truth outs. Reality trumps image.

Pope Benedict has said that he opposes abortion, birth control, euthanasia, priests marrying and the ordination of women. He has also decried homosexuality and called rock music “the vehicle of anti-religion.” But he admitted he said all that before he got a chance to study the latest focus group results.

Today there is a new faith. Mother Earth is replacing Father God.

After seven long weeks with no primaries or caucuses, the Democratic Party is finally getting back to business in the race to choose a candidate.

I can see the headlines now. "Adair ends Kenyans' reign" or "Reporter turned marathoner shocks the world."

Growing old is a combination of daily indignities -- huffing and puffing while putting on shoes, taking a morning blood-pressure pill, listening to your knees creak when you first get up and the occasional smack in the face like realizing that you’re the only person in the room who remembers Eisenhower’s first administration.