Jeff Minick

Jeff Minick

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Jeff Minick is a free-lance writer and teacher living in Front Royal, Virginia. He may be found online at jeffminick.com.

Recent blog posts by this author

Why Did Cries for Impeachment Suddenly Go Silent?

From the moment Donald Trump raised his right hand and took the oath of office for the presidency, Democrats in Congress, Never-Trumpers, many in the media, and various groups of private citizens have sought his impeachment. Daily have I come...

Take off the Masks: A Message to Antifa

“Who was that masked man?” When I was a kid, that was the question occasionally raised about television’s Lone Ranger, who along with his sidekick Tonto rode around the West wearing a mask, taking down the bad guys, and shouting “Hi-Ho, Silver!...

'Hold The Mayo': Me and Mickey D’s

It’s nearly noon, and I need fuel – not for my car or home, but for me. And because of my budget, I need cheap fuel. It’s time for the Golden Arches. Where else can I pay less than five dollars for two chicken sandwiches ­– “Hold the mayo,...

Traveling Backwards: Reparations and the Complications of History

Before the Civil War, several of my ancestors in Western Pennsylvania were staunch abolitionists. They participated in the Underground Railroad, helping escaped slaves from the South make the journey to freedom. During the War itself, several of...

A Wolf, A Dog, and the Declaration of Independence

One afternoon a wolf who had eaten nothing for two days met a dog from a nearby farm. The dog was big and well fed, and the wolf complimented him on his healthy appearance. “Come with me, Cousin,” the dog said, “and we’ll put some meat on your...

The Magical Narrative: The Power of Stories

Necessity is the mother of invention. So is desperation. It was nine o’clock in the morning, and I had volunteered to entertain five grandchildren, ages eight and under, for two hours so that a daughter-in-law might complete some paperwork. As...

Two Thumbs up for the Trades

Last week I was strolling through a park beside the French Broad River when I met a former student, a young woman whose fiery personality and humor had always enlivened classroom discussions. With her was a handsome young man whom I assume she is...

Forced Organ Harvesting: Extreme Wickedness or Simply the Modern Way?

Every once in a while, a news story pops up that should break our hearts. That, or make us retch. The Guardian recently reported that an independent commission concluded that China continues to harvest organs from political prisoners and...

America: Still the Land of Hope

"In times of change and danger when there is a quicksand of fear under men’s reasoning, a sense of continuity with generations gone before can stretch like a lifetime across the scary present and get us past that idiot delusion of the exceptional....

An Open Letter to the U.S. House of Representatives

Dear Members of the House of Representatives, I hope this letter finds you in fine fettle. This is a first for me. I’ve never written an open letter. Usually celebrities, politicians, and academics compose and deliver these missives, often...

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