The only thing the “Super Tuesday” primaries proved is that Mitt Romney has a ways to go yet before he seals the deal with conservatives. What do I want to see from him? To start with, I’d love to see him dump that phony “Believe in America” slogan. After all, what, exactly, does that mean? I also want him to focus solely (and I do mean solely) on the economic state of this nation: it’s cascading deficit, its reckless spending, its bloated federal government, and the Obama administration’s unconstitutional assaults on personal liberty, but not in an abstract way as he’s done to date – I want specifics. I want him to show he understands the effect on regular folk’s pocketbooks and their civil liberties. Specifically, not in abstract generalities. Do I think he’s capable of it? No, which is why I still support Rick Santorum.

Sure he shot a career-low 62 last Sunday at the Honda Classic, but I want to see Tiger Woods put four good rounds together this weekend at the WGC at Doral before I’m willing to even consider him “back”.

Five leadership lessons from Captain James T. Kirk.

I don’t want the United States getting involved in Syria. Or Iran, for that matter. But I have no problem with Israel doing whatever it thinks it has to do to ensure its own security. Mark my words, though – Barack Obama is going to take this nation into war with Iran as a last-ditch effort to save his presidency.

Andrew Breitbart strikes back. And it’s about time this country learns exactly what kind of socialist radicals it put in the White House back in 2008. No one in the mainstream dino-media had the courage to explore the lives and passions of Barack and Michelle Obama back in 2008 for fear of being accused of racism. But you can be sure conservative activists are not going to let the 2012 election pass by without their own evidence being put forth. Of course, they’ll all be accused of being racists, but at this point, you’re a racist when you dare to even disagree with the Obamas politically, so what have they got to lose? (Hat tip: Free Republic)

I don’t know about you, but this certainly makes me feel safer about flying. I’ve already decided I’ll never pass through another one of those TSA body scanners ever again – I’m convinced that there’s enough radioactivity in there to tingle every freakin’ cancer cell present in your body. Airport security these days is a joke, anyways. No thank you, I’ll take my pat-down gracefully going forward, thank you. (Hat tip: Drudge)