"The Hidden Realities of U.S. Incarceration"

Some information here I did not know.

The truth, by contrast, is that about half of prisoners were convicted of violent offenses, and that some of the others committed violence but pleaded guilty to lesser offenses. Even the fifth of prisoners who are locked up for drugs tend to be mid-level dealers, not users or low-level distributors. And, while decades-long sentences make the news, most prisoners who committed crimes not involving the most serious violence are out within a year or two. In other words, while incarceration has undoubtedly soared—even relative to crime, which has dropped substantially since the early 1990s—our propensity to throw people in prison has simply not reached the heights of ridiculousness that many assume.

"Blocking the Will of the Majority Is a Fundamental Feature of the U.S. Constitutional System"

I know this and you probably know this, but that's only because we had decent courses in American history, the kind of courses that seem to be disappearing from our schools.

We all benefit from the ability of a political minority to stifle the will of the majority. The U.S. Constitution restricts the power of the majority because an unchecked majority can be just as threatening to liberty and justice as a dictator or tyrannical oligarchy.

"Right or Privilege? What Everyone Gets Wrong About Health Care"

Fine analysis by Ed Morrissey.

The problem for McCullough is that she was asked a trick question. The correct answer was neither “right” nor “privilege,” and not even “world peace.” And it’s this confusion that exists at the heart of the contradictory and damaging policies in place that drive costs out of reach for many Americans.

"Mama Beal Has No Chill"

Nice story.

I remember we were playing Kentucky at Rupp Arena, and it was packed. You know, 24,000 people going nuts. And I’m standing in the huddle during a timeout, and it’s just deafening.

And then I hear this whistle.

I’m talking about that two-finger, heavy whistle. You know the kind. The kind only the old men from your block who used to be in the Marines know how to do.

I’m like, Nah, it can’t be.

I hear it again, and I look up into the crowd of 24,000 people, way up to the second bowl of the arena, and I spot her.