2005 American of the Year: Bill O’Reilly

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Fox News commentator, author and broadcast journalist Bill O’Reilly, has been selected as the second “American of the Year” honoree in what is planned to be an annual tradition at this website. The selection of O’Reilly follows last year’s honoring of former NFL player and American serviceman Pat Tillman, who gave his life in the War on Islamofascist Terror.

The radio and television personality and pundit would be the first to say that he doesn’t belong in the company of someone like Mr. Tillman, who gave up his life for his country.

However, I would beg to differ. What Mr. O’Reilly contributes to the American public on an everyday basis is just as vital and important as those physically fighting on the frontlines overseas.

Bill O’Reilly is the lead face and voice in what is rapidly becoming a much more fair and balanced approach to news coverage and commentary on radio, cable television, and on the internet, taking back the airwaves and the newsprint from the traditional, liberal media.

His role in fighting regulary and forcefully to bring out the truth to the American public makes him the perfect honoree during a turbulent, polarized time in our country.

During 2005, Mr. O’Reilly’s book “The O’Reilly Factor For Kids”, was the year’s best-selling non-fiction book for kids. His no-nonsense, straightforward, truthful manner in delivering helpful hints for those in the pre-teen through high school crowd in dealing with everyday problems and situations was an eye-opening page-turner.

Helping the vital young people in America sort through all the BS involved in the pressures of drugs, drinking, dating, the internet, politics, family strife, education, music, television, and every other hot topic to youngsters today was just one reason to select him for this honor.

All throughout the year on his Fox News Channel television program “The O’Reilly Factor”, he challenged folks on both sides of the aisle and all sides of every issue to enter his “No Spin Zone” discussions. In his syndicated radio program known as “The Radio Factor”, Mr. O’Reilly told it like it is.

From Cindy Sheehan to Joe Wilson, from hurricanes to terrorism, Mr. O’Reilly was there to call a spade a spade. He led thoughtful conversations, presenting actual facts to help Americans sort through the melodrama portrayed on traditional network media outlets to get to the heart of, and cut to the truth of, each story.

Near year’s end, Mr. O’Reilly took on the very real threat of recent attacks on the Christmas holiday from secular forces in both the corporate and political worlds. Directly as a result of the hard work and truth-telling of Mr. O’Reilly and his followers, corporations such as Wal-Mart were forced to begin re-recognizing that “Merry Christmas” offends almost no one, and is in fact supported strongly by a vast majority of Americans.

Mr. O’Reilly correctly identified that the proper celebration and recognition of real American traditions such as Christmas, the recognition and respect for the rights of American Christians, and the idea of telling truth at the expense of political correctness are very vital components in maintaining a national identity, and ensuring American security into the future.

For his very public and very sincere media leadership on every important issue to the American people, and most importantly his insistence on truthfulness in commenting and reporting during these biased and polarized times, Bill O’Reilly is named the 2005 American of the Year. And that’s “no bloviating”.

Steppin’ Into a Christmas Story With Peanuts


The weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful this time of year. It’s the most wonderful time of the year, with everyone telling you “be of good cheer”. After all, ‘tis the season to be jolly, perhaps because Santa Claus is coming to town.

More importantly, we celebrate the first Noel, when some folks asked “What child is this?”, and angels sang “Glory to the newborn king”.

It’s Christmas time again, when a reindeer named Rudolph and a snowman named Frosty become heroes, and we are reacquainted with scary villains with names like Grinch and Scrooge.

I always look forward to this time of year, to writing something about Christmas. This year in particular, the topic seemed so ripe for the picking.

I would hang out under the mistletoe and drink eggnog with the other folks bashing the attacks on Christmas by secularists.

I would take my potshots at liberal media and those who have gone overboard from the good ship S.S. Politically Correct. I would denounce those who dared utter “Happy Holidays” rather than “Merry Christmas”.

And then it hit me. I don’t mind anyone wishing me a happy holiday, after all. I don’t need some corporation blitzing me with it in their ads. I don’t need some store-greeter shooting me a phony smile and a yuletide greeting. I am very well aware of what time of year it is, and so is the vast majority of the rest of America.

It’s Christmas Time, and nothing can stop that from coming.

I enjoy seeing “holiday” signs with snowmen, santas, snowflakes, reindeer and gifts highlighted. I like seeing “Christmas” signs with stars, trees, wise men and mangers highlighted. To me, it’s all good. I wish folks a “Merry Christmas”, and love when they say it back to me. But if someone says “Happy Holidays!”, I am sure not gonna shoot them a dirty look.

Rather than defend Christmas, and level an attack on secularists and blatant Christ-haters, what I decided to do in my piece this year was to tell you of the true origins of Christmas, and then touch on a couple of my favorite things about the holiday. For secularists and folks of other faiths beyond Christianity, it may be a little bit of a lesson. For believers, it’s a refresher, and some ammunition.

Christmas is a celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ that falls on December 25th each year on the Christian calendar. The word is a contraction of the term “Christ’s Mass” from the old English term Cristes Maese.

It’s celebration as a formal Christian holiday likely stems from the 4th century, when the emporer Constantine converted to Christianity and declared it the official religion of the Roman Empire. The Romans had celebrated December 25th as the winter solstice, part of a major celebration to their sun god. There are many historical takes on the Roman and pagan traditions surrounding this time of the year.

The fact remains that no matter what exact date is celebrated, the actual birth date of Jesus Christ is not known with any certainty. The fact remains that the date of December 25th is when the majority of His followers have settled on celebrating this event, and that should be good enough for us.

So Christmas is the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ, and we all know why He is important. Jesus was sent to us by God to teach us how to live, how to love, and to save us from our sins.

The stories of Jesus at Christmas thus are nearly always about the “baby Jesus”. He was born in a stable in the town of Bethlehem to Mary, his virgin mother, herself specifically chosen by God for this role. The specific history of the holiday, and of the birth of Christ, is far too big to fit into a short article such as this, but those are the highlights.

In modern day America, the holiday of Christmas has been seen by some to have been taken over by secularists, or folks who don’t care about the religious significance and origins of the date. Fact is, in my way of thinking, all of the non-religious color and festivity have only added to the feeling of happiness, warmth and peace that is, at heart, exactly what Jesus brought to the world.

Santa, Rudolph, Frosty. Candy canes, mistletoe, stockings. Trees, wreaths, poinsettias. Garland, ornaments, lights. Wrapping, ribbons, bows. It’s all good, it all brings happiness, and none of it takes away from the joyous true message of the birth of Christ. In fact, when integrated with that message, these things bring the season to life.

Another thing that has put a smile on the face and warmed the hearts of many a modern child, and adult for that matter, at Christmas time is the release of tremendous songs, motion pictures, and television shows based on the spirit of the holiday season. Everyone has their own personal favorites, and here are mine.

There are many great Christmas songs, and I am not even going to pretend that my favorite is the most emotional, the most sentimental, or even the greatest musical composition. It is simply my favorite. “Step Into Christmas” by Elton John is a lively, uptempo, modern song released first in the U.K. in 1973.

In it we are welcomed in to the song, thanked for our contributions to the singers year gone by, and to eat, drink and be merry during this holiday season. We are then asked to take care into the new year. In total, we are asked to “Step Into Christmas” with the singer, to join him in revelry and celebration of this joyful and holy time.

Elton never mentions virgin births, wise men, mangers, or stars. What he does do, seven times specifically in the song’s lyrics, is call the holiday what it is – Christmas, and in doing so recognizes Christ, and the reason for the season, and for all the merriment that the song implies.

Of all the great Christmas movies, my favorite has to be “A Christmas Story”, the Bob Clark-directed 1983 ode to the idealic America of the late 1940’s and early 1950’s as told in Jean Shephard’s original book and screenplay.

In this nostalgic film, Peter Billingsley stars as 10-year old Ralphie, who tries to convince his overly protective mother (Melinda Dillon) and his tough-guy father (Darren McGavin), as well as his teachers and friends that a “genuine Red Ryder BB gun” would be his perfect Christmas gift.

Of course mom fights him tough and nail, delivering the immortal line “you’ll shoot your eye out!”. 

Other lasting contributions from this timeless classic need no introduction for the fully indoctrinated:

Some men are Baptists, others Catholics. My father was an Oldsmobile man.”

Fra-gee-lay. That must be Italian.”

Meatloaf, smeatloaf, double-beatloaf. I hate meatloaf!”

They looked at me as if I had lobsters crawling out of my ears.”

You used up all the glue on purpose!”

Daddy’s gonna kill Ralphie!”

My father worked in profanity like other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium, a master.”

Flick? Flick who?”

It’s a major award!”

This isn’t one of those trees where all the needles falls off?”

Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra, ra-ra-ra-ra…”

The wars with the old furnace. The leg lamp. The name of the Lone Ranger’s nephew’s horse. It all adds up to a true classic that can speak to multiple generations of Americans.

Finally there is television, and perhaps the greatest single moment in one of the greatest animated classics of all-time, Charles Schultz’s “Peanuts” characters starring in “Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown!.”

Also known as “A Charlie Brown Christmas”, this TV special was released in 1965 when I was just four years old. It was both a critical and commercial hit that won both an Emmy and Peabody Award during the year of it’s release.

In this one, Chuck and the gang attempt to find the true meaning of Christmas by putting on a Nativity play. Charlie Brown is sent out to find the perfect Christmas tree for the event, and returns with a tiny, decrepit evergreen branch.

The many and varied amusing antics of Snoopy, Lucy, Sally, Schroeder and the gang all culminate in what may be the single greatest moment in Christmas television, when Charlie Brown frustratingly laments, “Can’t anyone tell me the true meaning of Christmas?”

Linus volunteers, and takes the stage to recite the true Christmas story, turning on the light in the mind and heart of Charlie Brown, the Peanuts gang, and anyone who has ever watched this delightful piece of true Americana:


“And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying,
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.”


That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.”

Amen, Linus.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night.









Kudos to President George W. Bush for getting it right, or should that be ‘Right’, this time around with today’s nomination of Samuel Alito for a SCOTUS seat to replace retiring Justice Sandra Day O’Connor. 

Alito is currently a sitting judge on the U.S. 3rd Circuit Court right here in Philadelphia. The 55-year old was appointed to that seat by the first President Bush, George H.W. back in 1990. 

Alito has been nicknamed “Scalia Lite” and “Scalito” due to a perceived similarity in judicial philosophy with conservative originalist Justice Antonin Scalia, for whom Alito once clerked. 

Those who know him say that his temperament is more like that of new SCOTUS Chief Justice John Roberts, and that his experience, intellect and charm will make it very difficult for the LibDems to defeat his nomination. 

Alito has more judicial experience than any Supreme Court nominee in 70 years, and if really an originalist as advertised, is exactly what the President’s Republican conservative base has been looking for since previous nominee Harriet Miers removed her name from consideration. 

The nomination is absolutely certain to raise the ire, blood pressure and tempers of liberal Democrats and their radical left-wing support organizations, and should trigger quite a battle in the process. 

But that philosophical battle is just what we on the right have been looking for all along. Let the SCOTUS WARS begin!

Philly’s solution is English classes

Once again here in the ultra-liberal City of Philadelphia, the sky is falling. This time it’s the old multi-cultural bugaboo that is at the root of the problem.

Specifically, according to a front page article in the City & Region section of the Sunday Philadelphia Inquirer, “it’s a matter of interpretation”.

The Inky states that alleged “failings” in the police department’s handling of language interpretation issues “could violate the Civil Rights Act of 1964”.
The Inquirer’s Gaiutra Bahadur forcefully takes the position in the article that Philadelphia police officers come up woefully short in their ability to effectively deal with the diversity in the city’s many immigrant cultures, more specifically the diversity of languages spoken by it’s citizens in the Hispanic and Asian communities.

Nothing could be farther from the truth.

The real problem at its core, as hard as this always is for those who hear it to admit, is the failure of some immigrants to effectively assimilate and learn the English language on coming to America.

There is thus a “9% Solution” to Philly’s language barrier problem, and the language barrier problem for any immigrant coming to live, work, or study in the United States and that is to learn English.

The Inquirer’s own article comes complete with a pie chart, tucked back on page four of the City section, that shows 80% of Philadelphians, four of every five citizens, speaks English at home already, and that a full 91% of our citizens speak English “very well”.

For those 91%, in other words for more than nine out of every 10 people residing in the city limits who come in contact with it’s police officers, there is absolutely no language barrier with police officers or any other city employee.

For that matter, those nine in 10 have no language barrier with any segment of American society. This is absolutely essential to not only effectively understand what is going on in the city and the nation, but in the world as a whole.

Understanding the anchors on local television news, the broadcasters on pivotal radio stations such as KYW 1060am, even reading the Philadelphia Inquirer itself, makes everyday life easier, safer, and a more full and rich experience.

Help! Mom!

While reading through the latest edition of the Washington Times Weekly Edition, I came across a small article on a new book by Katharine DeBrecht titled “Help! Mom! There Are Liberals Under My Bed!“. 

The avowed conservative mother of three wrote the book as an answer to “the liberal agenda that’s being thrown at our kids from the left”. 

The book tells the story of two young brothers who are trying to run a lemonade stand, while liberal politicians make things difficult on them by taxing their profits, restricting the amount of sugar they can use in their drinks, and by requiring that they also serve broccoli. 

The boys are also legally harassed for placing a picture of Jesus Christ on their stand. 

The boys overcome in a happy ending thanks to the “traditional family values like self-reliance, hard work, charity and family”. 

The book has been a big seller thus far, and it’s popularity is growing by the day. The writer now is planning the second in what may be a series of “Help! Mom!” books. The next tentatively titled “Help! Mom! Hollywood Is In My Hamper!” 

What a tremendous sense of humor this woman has, and what a great service she is providing. You can get the book through Amazon at this link: http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0976726904/104-6224142-3682338?v=glance