Government, whether at the federal or local, is quite the deadbeat tenant when it comes to housing.

Housing demand is through the roof, but housing supply, like a deadbeat roommate, is refusing to leave the basement.

So who’s to blame for our housing shortage? At the risk of sounding like a tinfoil-hat-wearing Dale Gribble, I blame the government.

Nationals leaders oh so eagerly want to increase the homeownership rate in U.S., which is comparatively low to the rest of the world, but they are oh so terrible at it.

In their desperation, they often resort to worshipping graven images (i.e., bad policies). One such sacred cow: the mortgage interest deduction (MID). This deduction, which less than 1…

Our declining birth rate may put the squeeze on younger generations.

I assumed that there was going to be a pandemic baby boom — a future generation of quaran-teeny boppers.

Much to my surprise, the birth rate in the U.S. fell for the sixth year in a row. According to the CDC, the number of births in the U.S. has dropped to its lowest level since 1979. Apparently, instead of ignoring the CDC’s social distancing guidance in the bedroom, everybody was too busy watching “The Tiger King.” (I think that we all can agree that Carol Baskin is contributing more to the death rate than the birth rate.)

So is a…

How this made-up judicial doctrine protects buffoonery, brutality, and everything in between.

Have you ever heard of qualified immunity? No, it isn’t what happens when you replace your second Moderna shot with a tequila shot.

Simply put, qualified immunity protects public officials from civil liability while performing their job. Considering how litigious we have become as a society, where you can file 63 frivolous lawsuits because you lost one election, qualified immunity might seem to make sense.

Unfortunately, qualified immunity is increasingly protecting buffoonery, brutality, and everything in between.

For example, Michael Vickers didn’t just screw the pooch; he tried to shoot it, too. While trying to “subdue” a dog during an…

Hard to believe that we are debating sex ed in my community, but here we are.

What did your sexual education look like?

For me, sex education was, at best, a sporadically taught class, akin to weightlifting or square dancing. Arguably, I received more instruction on proper partner etiquette by learning how to do-si-do and spot a lift.

Sex education usually consisted of a brief allotted time (maybe a week) where an anxious biology teacher awkwardly stumbled through a lesson plan in front of a class of giggling Beavis and Buttheads. There was always that one really religious kid who disappeared for a week.

The visual aids consisted of crude diagrams that made the human anatomy…

There is no immunity to scientific illiteracy or bad policies.

I recently received my “Fauci Ouchie” (i.e., COVID-19 vaccination).

Aside from a sore arm and feeling lethargic, I’m fine. (As a parent, I’ve learned to function in a permanent state of exhaustion.) Conspiracy theorists can also rest easy knowing that, if Bill Gates embedded a microchip inside me, it apparently functions as well as Microsoft Edge.

I wasn’t expecting to get vaccinated this early because I’m low risk. I stay healthy by limiting myself to only one medium pizza a day. I exercise regularly, and I wear one of those salad bar sneeze guards around my face when I go…

What if the arguments used to refute gun control were applied to immigration restrictions?

Georgia Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene, never one to shy away from controversy, drafted legislation that would, if passed (not bloody likely), codify a four-year moratorium on all immigration and ramp up deportations. There’s no mention of commandeering Rothchild-financed space lasers to shoot anybody crossing the border, but — knowing Greene’s pragmatism — all options likely remain on the table.

In response, Alex Nowrasteh, director of immigration studies at the Cato Institute, tweeted, “Replace the word ‘immigration’ with ‘guns’ and she’d see immediately why her proposal is…

Studies suggest that some gun-control policies are, at best, cartoonish.

Before I proceed, I want to express my deepest condolences to the victims of recent tragedies and their families. My intent is not to belittle such loss but rather to satirize the goofy policies that overinflate their ability to solve this complex and troubling issue.

Leah Libresco isn’t goofy. In fact, she did something quite remarkable: She weighed the evidence and changed her mind.

Libresco, along with her fellow journalists at FiveThirtyEight, analyzed gun deaths in the United States (roughly, 33,000), evaluated peer-reviewed research, and published an interactive, narrative-based visualization. …

To mask or not to mask? That is the obnoxious question.

The one-year anniversary of our failed two-week campaign to flatten the curve has come and gone, and I thought that I would write about the lessons I learned from this pandemic. For example, I vote that we abolish one-way shopping aisles and replace them with to-go margaritas — forever.

However, when I sat down to write, one issue dominated my word count: masks. And if there is anything that this world sorely lacks, it’s another opinion about masks.

The root of our mask debate stemmed from the pisspoor communications of the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC). Initially…

Tales from the frontline of cancel culture by an easily spooked white dude.

Martin Niemöller, a German Lutheran pastor who personally witnessed the rise of the Third Reich, wrote a guilt-ridden poem titled “First they came…:” in which he described his inaction when the Nazis singled out and purged various groups. In the end, when they came to do the same to Niemöller, he poetically repented: “Then they came for me — and there was no one left to speak for me.”

In the U.S., we are reenacting Niemöller’s poem — all thanks to this thing called “cancel culture.”

If you’re like me — an easily spooked white dude who probably spends too…

Where have all the doves and deficit hawks gone?

I am an animal lover. Our household has adopted enough animals to alleviate the guilt of watching those incessant ASPCA commercials.

In the interest of further emotional manipulation for the betterment of animals, I would like to advocate on behalf of two species of birds that are on the brink of extinction: doves and deficit hawks. And it is going to take more than a sad Sarah McLachlan song to help these birds.

The ideal habitat for a dove is a peaceful one. But after 3,400 years of recorded human history — 268 of which didn’t involve a bloody war…

Jay Stooksberry

Wisenheimer. Rabblerouser. Regular dude. Literal & figurative hole digger. Grocery sherpa. Doting dad. Bylines: @reason, @cato, @FeeOnline, and others.

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