Robert Reese

Intelligent Design?

By Robert Reese Last night I did something that I swore I’d never do: I picked up a hitchhiker on my way home from work. And, right off, I knew that I had made a mistake. I think it was the way that he climbed into my car out of the hot, foggy night that [...]

15Jan2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Martian Night

By R.H. Reese “It always begins with the cold. That terrible cold, it’s like I’ve been transported to Antarctica. When I feel that, I know it’s going to happen again. I know I’m awake, but I can’t move, and it’s so dark that I can’t see anything except tiny flashes of light. “Then I sense [...]

13Jan2010 | | 0 comments | Continued

Why Kill Oswald?

By Robert Reese Dallas, Texas; November 22, 1963: A feeling of excitement fills the air at the Texas Schoolbook Depository this cool Friday morning; President John F. Kennedy’s motorcade is scheduled to pass directly in front of the depository in less than an hour. As if on cue, the sun has just broken through some [...]

7Jan2010 | | 0 comments | Continued