Two shots of my Mom and I – the first in my pre-cynic stage, and the second 34 years later on Christmas Eve 1990. My mother was a warm-hearted lady who radiated joy and brought happiness to people around her. I especially appreciated when she did the “Sergeant Schulz – I see nothing” routine & […]
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Media Uproars, Biden Mortgage BS, and Brian Wilson’s Famous Exits – Podcast
For this week’s Something Completely Different Podcast: “In our latest episode, Author, Journalist and NY Post Secret Weapon, Jim Bovard gets outed as an Expert Guest in his New York City Radio Debut! We have the tape! Plus, the most entertaining and informative intel on the firing of Tucker Carlson by someone who has been […]
New York Post: Confessions of a one-season department-store Santa
New York Post, December 24, 2021 Confessions of a one-season department-store Santa by James Bovard In the fall of 1977, I moved to Boston seeking literary triumphs and intellectual stimulation. As a 21-year-old college dropout from the mountains of Virginia who had just sold his first article, I assumed I could easily rack up […]
The FBI’s Forgotten Crimes Against Richard Jewell
People in Washington think I'm a redneck, and rednecks think I'm an undercover fed. Maybe dropping out of that finishing school was a mistake. https://t.co/5vu9AtiQsA — James Bovard (@JimBovard) September 17, 2020 The FBI’s Forgotten Crimes Against Richard Jewell by James Bovard A new movie about Richard Jewell is reminding Americans of one of the […]
Why I Write
Mises Institute, August 11, 2020 Why I Write by James Bovard I was born in Iowa, raised in the mountains of Virginia, and attended Virginia Tech sporadically from 1974 to 1976 before dropping out to try my luck writing. At some point in the late 1970s, individual liberty became my highest political value and I […]
Daily Caller: Spooky Laughs, Lusty Moms, and the Real Meaning of Christmas
American Renewal Fear And Loathing In A Mall Santa Uniform Spooky Laughs, Lusty Moms, and the Real Meaning of Christmas by James Bovard When I moved from the mountains of Virginia to Boston in 1977, it was just like the Beverly Hillbillies going to California except I didn’t have $80 million. I had dropped […]
Confessions of a One Season Santa – WSJ
In my wayward youth, I worked one season as a Santa Claus at a Filene’s Department Store in Boston. I wrote up that escapade for the Wall Street Journal in 2011. This piece is an outtake from Public Policy Hooligan – which includes some other details of that gig not fit for a family newspaper. The […]