Author Archives: Adam Lior Hirst

Over the past year, I have used this space to argue, esoterically and exoterically, for America to take an active role in promoting the spread of liberalism and freedom abroad. I explicated the strategy and the tactics and argued it was keeping with our best traditions, national interest and moral obligation as prudent revolutionaries. I’ve »

“Beneath the level of myth and politics and high ideals,” Russell Shorto writes in his 2004 book “The Island at the Center of the World,” “down where people live and interact, Manhattan is where America began.” Shorto’s moving narrative chronicles the Dutch influence on Manhattan from Henry Hudson’s 1609 settling of the Bay to Peter »

We can better understand a foreign people by walking to a local park and watching a game of basketball than observing a session of parliament. There is a tension, unique to the sport, between the interests of the team and the individual — the game tempts players to improve their statistics at the expense of »

When I was 5, my parents let me watch television so that I would be familiar with the shows my peers were watching. When I was 14, I purchased my first cell phone. When I was 21, I first used a BlackBerry. And when I’m 50, I’ll probably elect to have a chip implanted so »

Ever since my third grade teacher, Mr. Campbell, awarded packs of sports cards for answering math questions correctly, basketball has been my great passion. I slept with a basketball throughout high school. I played at the local park during conditions when the mailman (a uniformed federal employee, not Karl Malone) wouldn’t deliver. I’ve been known »

For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved comic books. My earliest memories (and cutest baby pictures) are of my dad and me dressed up as Superdad and Superbaby, attending Purim festivities as Betman (the Hebraic equivalent of Batman), waiting in line for Space Mountain at Disney World as my dad told me the »

Early one morning last week I stepped out of Branford entryway D and walked through the college courtyard Robert Frost purportedly described as the most beautiful in America. I saw the grass covered with a thick coating of snow; the flakes which hadn’t yet landed, rested atop the Gothic architecture and the tree limbs bare »

A disproportionate number of the men I revere were Cold Warriors. Presidents Truman, Kennedy and Reagan, Senator Scoop Jackson, Pope John Paul II, boxer Rocky Balboa — these men saw the Soviet Union for the totalitarian regime that it was and sought to relegate it to the ash heap of history. Last week, another Cold »

This past Saturday, my sister and I were hiking Fifth Avenue toward F.A.O. Schwarz when we spotted a place with even more toys and games: the main branch of the New York Public Library. We stopped and took notice. We ascended the large, marble stairs, a lion to our left and a lion to our »

I have a big decision to make. I’ll confess, I’ve been putting it off for quite some time. I want to accept her as my friend, but I’m not sure how often I want to hear from her. I’ve kept her in limbo for the past two years — she friended me during the Democratic »

I left the Shubert Theater on Saturday evening with a thought and a charge: A regime with a rich tradition of stand-up comedy is likely a righteous one, well-equipped to survive challenges to domestic tranquility and with the moral temerity to crush foreign enemies. America has the power and thus the responsibility to foster a »

During the snowstorms that overtook much of the Northeast over winter break, Mayor Cory Booker of Newark tweeted the following on his Twitter account in response to an urgent plea from a citizen to help her 65-year-old father so that he would not hurt himself: “Please @BigSixxRaven don’t worry bout ur dad. Just talked 2 »