
Gary Horton: In America, nothing matters anymore
There’s no use in me a-cryin’ I’ve done everything and now I’m sick of trying I’ve thrown away my nights and wasted all my days over you Now you go

There’s no use in me a-cryin’ I’ve done everything and now I’m sick of trying I’ve thrown away my nights and wasted all my days over you Now you go

We’re now apparently living in a world where “alternative facts” are just about as good as the real thing. If you believe stuff enough and chant stuff enough it must

“American Exceptionalism.” That we’re an “exceptional nation” – different, separate, a leader above all others, even as some believe, “established by the providence and guidance of God Himself.” And, “In

Yes, the newly-nicknamed dotard made it a movement. Incredulity, travesty, shock, and recklessness in the White House moves so quickly these days it’s hard to remember at week’s end what

Weeks back I wrote our story of the momma duck who nested in an ivy geranium bush above our pool, making said bush her protected fort for her and her

Last week, America was treated to a most long-awaited and extremely rare event. After over 200 days of daily Trumpian media shock-treatment, with each morning producing greater and ever-more-troubling headlines,

A very real American basket of Deplorables just tipped over and spilled its wretched mess all over Charlottesville, staining the American and world media. Hillary Clinton hit it nearly spot

Monitoring the public essays of recent weeks in The Signal, I observed a uniquely timed confluence of ideas between the ideologies of left and right. We remember the function of

“Jeff, take a look at this. Fairly hilarious,” I said, handing him the Tuesday issue of The Signal containing a letter to the editor responding to my prior column. In

So O.J. Simpson is out and Donald Trump is in. What’s next, Charles Manson as Human Resources Secretary after Tom Price gets trashed? Donald Trump thought he’d speak to a

Carrie and I have been up in the Canadian Gulf Islands boating this past week. As I write this I see an incredibly serene, bucolic, forested harbor view from our

This past Monday evening I shared a delightful dinner with fellow Signal columnist James de Bree, his charming wife, Teresa, and his incredibly inspiring daughter, Kristina. Here’s proof that people

Millions of trees Don’t chop them down See them growing for miles around I like the rainclouds I like the heat Don’t want parched earth burning my feet I like

Recently overlooked in the lame-stream media were the profound implications of a small plastic object pinched between Barron Trump’s thumb and index finger. As the First Family descended Air Force

As my soul slides down to die. How could I lose him? What did I try? Bit by bit, I´ve realized That he was here with me. “My Father’s Eyes”

America first. Donald Trump’s message for his election and, to his credit, exactly how he’s played key decisions so far. Decisiveness is a great presidential trait when you’re right. But

Joseph Christian had been immersed in the “alt-right,” white-supremacist, Pacific Northwest segregationist movement for some time. His Facebook page overflowed with anti-Muslim and anti-just-about-everything-the-rest-of-us-call a “free society.” Christian used his

I’d been conscious two hours after my spine surgery when pain overtook me and I began trembling from head to toe with the most acute pain I’ve ever experienced. Electric

This next Wednesday I’ll be becoming seriously handicapped. At least for a few days, or maybe longer, I’m going to face some serious pain like I’ve never faced before. I’ll

War, huh, yeah What is it good for Absolutely nothing. … War, whoa, lord What is it good for Absolutely nothing, listen to me it ain’t nothing but a heart-breaker