Dems Wage War on Men and Women

Democrats’ identity-politics conundrums are showing up wherever Democrats are in charge. For example, in New York state, it is now mandatory for employees to take annual state-approved workplace harassment training. As a New York state resident, I just completed my state-mandated training. Now, perhaps as the author of “The Ultimate Man’s Survival Guide to the Workplace,” my radar for this sort of thing is on full alert, but anyone should find this outrageous.

Right after a slide declaring that some men today might avoid working alone with a woman — this is now known as the “Mike Pence Rule” — the training proclaims: “Men: Do not avoid working with women because you’re afraid of sexual harassment complaints. That is gender discrimination. To avoid sexual harassment complaints, do not sexually harass people.”

Gee, that was so helpful. Do the politicians running the state of New York not understand, even theoretically, that there are some false complaints or might be two sides to any story? Apparently not, as nowhere in the 45-minute training did it mention what men or women can do to seek some form of due process if they think they are being falsely accused or railroaded.

For more, go to The Federalist.

Tipping Point with Liz Wheeler

I had the privilege of appearing on Tipping Point with Liz Wheeler. She sure gets after the truth!


National Review’s Gun Issue

“That rifle hanging on the wall of the working-class flat or laborer’s cottage is the symbol of democracy. It is our job to see that it stays there.” -George Orwell. With this quote National Review begins an issue dedicated to our Second Amendment-protected freedom. I am honored to be on the cover with Charles Cooke and more. This is a divisive time and guns are still the symbol of American freedom. Never has this symbol been more misunderstood. Still, it is a part of freedom we can hold in our hands and it must remain so.

Fox & Friends Interview

Sports are supposed to be a healthy diversion, free of politics. They are designed to bring us all together – regardless of race, ethnicity, religion or political beliefs – not divide us. We admire and enjoy watching highly paid competitors because of their athletic skills – not their political beliefs.

The ancient Greeks used the Olympic Games to bring diverse city-states together. In 1896 the first modern Olympic Games were held in Athens to do this for the world.

But now we have athletes in the National Football League refusing to stand for “The Star-Spangled Banner” and we are supposed to applaud them for it? On Thanksgiving, of all days, they should be giving thanks for their ability to make more money in one season than many Americans make in a lifetime of work.

The NFL players who think they are doing a moral and courageous thing by taking a knee during the national anthem should be ashamed of what they are destroying. They are showing up to a peaceful celebration of American values and stepping all over it.

There is a place for athletes to protest on their own time. They can command media attention if they stage an event or hold a news conference on non-playing days. They can be interviewed on TV, radio or by publications. They can write op-eds. They make enough money to buy ads to run in any media organization they desire. And they can donate some of their big salaries to any advocacy group they want.

But players should not be protesting while they are being paid to work (even though we call their work “play”). How many of us would still have jobs if we held protest demonstrations at our workplaces, while we were being paid to do work?

More importantly, protests should not occur at a place where Americans of every background and a broad range of political beliefs come together to cheer or jeer at teams in contests of athletic skill.

Protesting the American flag at a game is an insult to the men and women in our armed forces who have risked their lives – and in some cases died – bravely fighting for our freedoms.

See my interview on Fox & Friends on Nov. 23, 2017.

My Newsmax TV Interview for Kill Big Brother

Newsmax TV’s sharp host Brett Winterble had me on to talk about my novel Kill Big Brother, a book that shows us how to keep our freedom in this digital age. Brett is one of those strong, insightful interviewers who knows how to bring the story out of guest, so it was a great please to speak with him.

Should the Government Be Able to Kill Online Anonymity?

Even if you didn’t commit a crime, and so no warrant has been issued (per your Fourth Amendment rights), the government can still take away your online anonymity, says a court. Even if all you did was use your First Amendment-protected right to speak about a private company online, the government can unmask you.

This is what occurred in a ruling against Glassdoor, an online job-review website. Judge Diane J. Humetewa of the U.S. District Court for the District of Arizona ruled that the U.S Department of Justice (DOJ) can compel a private company—say, Facebook, Yelp, Twitter…—to give up your private information just because you expressed an opinion online.

Glassdoor, which is a California-based company, has appealed the ruling to the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals.

“[W]e launched an appeal of a U.S. District Court decision in Arizona to force us to unmask the identities of several Glassdoor members who anonymously shared their experiences and opinions about their workplaces and company leadership,” Brad Serwin, general counsel at Glassdoor, said in a blog post. “We believe the lower court applied the wrong standard in placing the interests of government ahead of Americans’ protected free speech rights under the First Amendment. We hope to persuade the U.S. Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals to require a higher standard for these requests.”

If it stands, this case could crack the foundation of online freedom. How could a labor union organize if its members’ views, through no fault of their own, might be made public by the government? How could any whistleblower act with this threat being a real possibility?

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An Unforgettable Endorsement

Here’s what H.R. Stoneback, president of The Ernest Hemingway Foundation & Society and author of Reading Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises and Hemingway’s Paris: Our Paris? has to say about my soon-to-be-released book This Will Make a Man of You.

These days Hemingway is more popular than ever. As attested by an endless flood of books and movies, Hemingway is many things to many people. Yet, all too often, the very thing that writers on Hemingway try to say gets unsaid in the saying of it, maybe because the writer does not listen to the codified silence between and behind Hemingway’s words. In this remarkable book, Frank Miniter heeds that silence and the code that informs it. He loves his Hemingway, seeks to be instructed in the passion and precision that are the benchmarks of Hemingway’s work and world. Follow Miniter’s quest, his pilgrimage to wrest a code for living and a redefinition of such words—so vexed in the 21st century—as meaning and manhood. If you care about fresh views of Hemingway, our most popular and enduring writer; about manhood and womanhood (or personhood, humanhood); about honor and values and what William Faulkner called the eternal verities, what Hemingway called the real old things—you should be reading this book now. And be sure to check out the Appendix (entitled “Codes of Honor”), where Miniter includes statements of various Codes, from The Bible to Gene Autry’s Cowboy Code of Honor, from Buddhism’s Eight Precepts to the U. S. Marine Corps Creed. The appendix alone is worth the price of admission. The rest is not silence but life.

How Hemingway Became Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway in WWI

This is Ernest Hemingway in WWI, when he was an ambulance driver for the Red Cross. In a few years he would be in Paris trying to become all he became.

Paris in the 1920s, with its fashionable cafés and a then very favorable, to Americans, dollar-to-franc exchange rate, drew authors and artists such as F. Scott Fitzgerald, John Dos Pasos, James Joyce, Ezra Pound, Sherwood Anderson … and, of course, Ernest Hemingway to its storied streets. But how did it happen that a Midwesterner of modest means made it to Paris and learned a new, boiled-down style of writing that would change fiction forever by publishing The Sun Also Rises when he was just 27 years old?

Lesley M. M. Blume’s Everybody Behaves Badly swims deep in the wine, champagne, absinthe and egos of the time, and takes particular delight in diving to the bottom of the many affairs and scandals, to bring us a view of how Hemingway, well, became Hemingway.

I had a hard time putting the book down, but then I am very interested in the topic. (Full disclosure, my next book, out this fall, chases Hemingway from those Paris cafés to the streets of Pamplona during the San Fermin fiesta, the running of the bulls.) Everybody Behaves Badly reads easily, not because it puts you there—she actually gets some key things wrong because she obviously didn’t walk in his footsteps—but because she investigates the relationships, both public and private, Hemingway made and what they all did to one another along the way.

Blume’s retelling of how Pauline Pfeiffer, Hemingway’s second wife, tactic by dirty deed, moved aside Hemingway’s first wife, Hadely, would be hard to believe in a soap opera, but it happened. Sure, it has all been told before, but not as succinctly and fluidly as Blume does here. You see Pfeiffer finding ways to secure invitations to vacation with the Hemingways. Even after Hadely is well aware of what Pfeiffer is up to, you see the photos in Pamplona where she is seated beside Hemingway. You see Pfeiffer being the sophisticated and fashionable Paris-based Vogue writer as she husband hunts in another woman’s bedroom. Meanwhile, you see Hadely being the Midwestern housewife in Paris trying to find the cheapest potatoes as she suffers for her husband’s art by wearing tattered clothes that were literally falling off her. And then you see him leave her.

You also see Hemingway working so hard others mocked him for it. You see him viciously and very publicly turn on some who helped him. You see him take a group of real people, some well known, to Spain for the fiesta and then write a novel so close to the truth that some who were there simply called it journalism. You find how the real people, especially Harold Loeb (Robert Cohn in the novel), arguably never recovered from how they were cast—honestly portrayed or not.

All of this has been written about before—Loeb and others were even very public about their versions of the accounts. But Blume brings it all seamlessly together.

A few mistakes did bother me. She refers to the cows that Hemingway and company got into the arena in Pamplona to “fight” (in what Hemingway called “the amateurs”) as “bulls.” They are not bulls. They are what the Spanish call vaquillas, cows with leather on their horns. After the fighting bulls run up the streets in Pamplona and into the arena, the bulls and the steers with them are herded out of the bullfighting arena in view of a packed stadium. The fighting bulls will be held in the dark by themselves until they’ll run back into the arena in the afternoon to fight and die. But when the bulls leave it’s not over for the runners who have run into the arena. The door at the entrance to the Plaza de Toros is closed and vaquillas, cows with leather on their horns, are released into arena with the runners. These cows are not new to this fun, as the fighting bulls are. These cows have learned how to aim for the person, not the cape.

Hemingway, and some of his companions, did get into the arena to play with the vaquillas. Hemingway even boasted they became crowd favorites. But these vaquillas are much smaller and less dangerous than fighting bulls. I’ve gotten into the arena with vaquillas after running with the bulls in Pamplona. It is an exciting and somewhat dangerous event that is actually common in many Spanish fiestas, but if they let fighting bulls into this arena instead there would be many dead people every day.

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The Story of a Big Bass

Screen Shot 2016-03-24 at 11.24.18 AMLast December I fished Brazil’s Rio Negro for peacock bass with Billy Chapman of Angler’s Inn. (You can see a video of it here). This is adventure tourism and I found it to be a great and very green benefit to the indigenous people who live in villages up that glorious river. (I wrote about that for Forbes.)

On one particular day we decided to go deep down side channels to find the really big peacock bass.

Sandbars threatened to ground us and we couldn’t get out to push—not because of the crocodiles or piranhas, but because of the freshwater rays that look like the sandy bottom and will impale you with a poisonous barb that’ll swell your foot into cartoon-sized proportions if you step on them.

We reached the water we wanted to fish and tossed choppers, foot-long plugs with treble hooks, and yanked them back so they made a choom-choom-choom sound on the surface. These lures almost seem over-the-top until a peacock bass engulfs them.

Then a big peacock smashed my lure. It looked like a small depth charge went off. Suddenly I was attached to a very determined bass colored like some wild tropical bird. The line tightened and I set the hook not once, but twice for insurance. Then the big fish took line and I saw water flying off the line and the fish jumping clear out of the stained water. People were shouting but I don’t hear them. The fish jumped and ran some more and I was well aware it had a sporting chance of getting off without having its picture taken.

Billy was filming when I fought and finally brought the 15-pound peacock in. My shoulders were numb and my hands hurt. Many of the guys literally lost feeling in their right hands after days of working choppers on the surface for peacock bass.

We did that again and again. We let each fish go and knew our visit there was employing local people and helping them to save a wild part of a beautiful river.

A Manly Book

41zlAHmZQEL._SX328_BO1,204,203,200_The most profound things, the philosophical underpinnings having to do with right and wrong, good and evil, are best put simply, at least at first. They have too many layers for complex explanations in the beginning. When people really try to understand them they must relate themselves to questions about what honor is and more. This is a personal quest. If someone tries to do this for another person, at least too much, they’ll muddle the deeper points, as they must express their own points of view, experiences, and biases to explain. Soon the person being taught will misunderstand or even rebel as they correctly realize that this person isn’t the living embodiment of all this do-as-I-say advice. This is why a good guide shows the way, but also lets a person think and learn for themselves.

Good books, or speeches, on character walk this line. There are very few good books that do this well. Rules for a Knight is one of the few. It begins with the simple premise: feed the good parts of yourself and you’ll grow better, healthier; feed the bad parts and you’ll grow worse, unhealthier. This is old advice from people like Aristotle, Cicero, and Mencius. This timeless advice needs to be remembered is this age of moral relativism.

This little, but profound book, is then structured with rules—parts of the ideal. Ethan Hawke has said he wrote this for his children. Once upon a time the Roman orator and politician Cicero wrote On Duties for this son. I wrote The Ultimate Man’s Survival Guide for mine and have a narrative-driven story on this topic coming out later this year. Rules for a Knight from Ethan Hawke is another book I will read to my son.