One could save time and whip out old newspaper headlines and just repost them again today.

With great thanks to God, I have passed through 60 years. And I don’t feel a day over 57. If I were to write down everything for which I am grateful, even the patient editors at Townhall would say that an 80-page opinion piece is too long. I spent the occasion with family, and for that I am truly grateful.

We tend to get very sentimental about how things were in the past. And while we definitely have far better technology today than we did in my youth, there are still things from the 1970s and 1980s for which I am very grateful. I am glad that we grew up without internet and cellphones. We used to play outside, go to the park, ride our bikes down to Lake Michigan, or spend every weekend trying to figure out if we should go bowling again, see a new movie Like Star Wars or Indiana Jones, or just sit around and shoot the breeze. And while nobody goes to a hospital and asks for the 1982 version of the treatment he needs, it was good to go to Harvard when it was only a bastion of liberalism and not yet a lefty/jihadi dump. It was good to sit around and talk to roommates for hours and not go through Facebook postings or answer instant messages. Again, we have incredible technology in our lives; I am grateful that we did not have so much of it when my cohort and I were youngins.

The best way to understand something oftentimes is to consider its opposite. Many, including Donald Trump supporters, are flummoxed that the Department of Justice (DoJ) and FBI have pulled a 180 and said that there was no Epstein client list, he did not blackmail anybody, and that he killed himself and there was nobody else to prosecute. Not long ago, we were told of a client list sitting on Pam Bondi’s desk. We were regaled with a........

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