Rich Cromwell
Rich Cromwell
Rich Cromwell
Richard Cromwell is a senior contributor to The Federalist. Husband. Father of three rambunctious daughters. Arkansan. Fan of whiskey and whisky. Originally an English major, Rich earned a degree in music business from Belmont in 2002. By day he produces shows and events for a local museum with a focus on giving back to the community. His writing can also be found at Pocket Full of Liberty. Follow him on Twitter, @rcromwell4.
This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 123

In 2020, you have a choice. You can go for those who want to play Johnny Appleseed or you can go for those who have your ability to breathe freely in mind.

The Saga Of NBA Player Jordan Bell Reminds Us That Pranks Are Good

Bell’s shenanigans were downright anodyne and something that should have been laughed off, but apparently if there’s one thing a true warrior can’t handle, it’s aromatherapy.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 122

If you’re looking for a ‘legitimate’ candidate for president, I’m an option.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 121

The year was 1986. That’s when the early signs of a revolution emerged in the form of Cool Ranch Doritos.

It’s Time To Accept The Truth: Tom Brady Is The GOAT

Only one can rock a turtleneck, win six Super Bowls, and beclown Roger Goodell with ease. And he shall have no equals.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 120

When it comes to making the perfect quiche, you’ll need a few things. An apron. A windbreaker. A gas leak. Don’t worry about the fact that the list doesn’t make sense yet. It will.

Arkansas’s Successful Work Requirements For Food Stamps Should Be Replicated With Medicaid

Work requirements for able-bodied adults have immense potential to lift low-income families up and help them break the cycle of dependency.

Despite A Nasty College Football Defeat, Nick Saban Will Get Vengeance

The Alabama Crimson Tide’s Nick Saban will coach another championship team, so long as it’s not in the NFL.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 119

‘You say it’s your birthday? It’s my birthday, too.’

With His New EP, Joe Scarborough Declares War On Christmas

It would be better if he didn’t want to wish us a Merry Christmas. Points for not successfully making the War on Christmas a real thing even if he’s really, really trying to?

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 118

The stockings are hung, possibly with care. That’s not really my concern. They don’t even have to be hung, as not everyone has a chimney.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 117

If things don’t seem to make sense, that’s a feature.

13 Milk Drinking Heroes Who Are Now Problematic

You probably had no idea that you were dunking your cookies into a cold glass of white supremacy.

Facebook Stifles Ads For Film On Abortion Monster Kermit Gosnell

Producer: ‘Facebook is censoring this story and destroying our attempts to get the news about this film out to the public.’

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 116

You want the truth? You can’t handle the truth. About tortillas.

Ben Folds Offers Hilariously Hallucinogenic Resistance ‘Storytelling’

Highlighted by an original Ben Folds song about Rod Rosenstein, the WaPo feature offers a play, some poetry, some illustrations, a graphic novel, and tote bag from a 2011 PBS drive.

Kim Kardashian Has Done More For Criminal Justice Reform Than Colin Kaepernick

Maybe Colin Kaepernick should hold off on the whole ‘sacrificing everything’ line, especially since he’s getting schooled by another entertainer on actually producing results.

This Week In Weird Twitter, Volume 115

All that stands between you and Earth 2 is yourself. And a robot army. Don’t forget the explosives.

In The Latest Issue, Batman Isn’t An Atheist. He’s An Episcopalian

If Batman is about to become the C.S. Lewis of crime-fighting due to the crisis of faith evinced, that plotline isn’t evident in Issue 53.

Open Offices Are The Communism Of Seating Arrangements

The open office eschews even the ephemeral privacy of the cube farm and replaces it with all disruptions, all the time. They won’t produce a body count, probably.