Now had the tables been turned — and Joe, this’ll get me in trouble — had the tables been turned and President Trump won the election, and those were tens of thousands of Black Lives Matter and Antifa protesters, I might have been a little concerned. — Senator Ron Johnson
Imagine. The awful future has arrived. Donald Trump has rewon the presidency. A Black Lives Matter crowd is marching toward the U.S. Capitol.
Kamala Harris has earned the popular vote nationwide by millions. She also appeared to win the popular vote in Pennsylvania, Michigan, Georgia, and Arizona but will not…
I’m calling to thank you
For the smile in your photo,
The candor in your note,
The tang in your box of tarts,
And the hard crunch of a nutcracker
You sent to replace the one I lost.
In the back of my mind,
As we converse
From opposite shores of an ocean,
I find myself wondering…
Am I the speaking?
Are you listening?
Are we the words?
Are we the truth or the telling?
A secret or a whisper?
Divinity or faith?
Does your sweetness connect with my whole
From which parting would be sorrow?
You echo in my…
How should one vote in an unconstitutional impeachment? Let’s explore the context with three pertinent questions about the roots of our dilemma.
First, for how long will reality be visible? Will future historians declare that a camera lied when President Trump announced the largest inauguration crowd in history? Will they strain to understand why judges across the nation chose to ignore “solid and overwhelming evidence” of massive voter fraud? Will two curious lies, monumental in their absurdity, stand as victorious bookends to a respected American presidency? Will they prevail?
Will “Attacking” Police Make Them Better?
In answer to the title and subtitle, yes and yes. Here’s why.
Many Americans believe heroes in blue uniforms are under attack. Critics of the Black Lives Matter movement make the following arguments:
Defenders of the Roman Catholic Church made similar points when child molestation became an issue.
Calling other people stupid makes you look bad. Failure to confront your own stupidity jeopardizes your future. This essay confronts my nation’s bipartisan failure in the face of the pandemic.
The dumbest people I know are those who Know It All.
[Read outloud slowly]
To plumb the suffering in our unforgetting hearts,
We scale this noble mountain to its peak.
Each exhausted step of aching legs,
Powered by the gasp of lungs hallucinating air,
Shall find a silent agony.
Dreaming of peace, we close our eyes
And lie upon a slope of stones,
Only to arise in a solemn blur
Of climbing in our sleep.
Wincing, weary, uncertain of our progress,
We perch on yesterday’s horizon
In search of another and another,
Until we trade a glance of understanding
Against our will.
Inspired by Aeschylus and dedicated to one who shall…
As I told the adoring audience how to achieve prosperity and joy through self sacrifice, a heckler yelled that I was a con artist. Her criticism was nothing new. She’s been my ex-wife since last summer.
Ximena looked stunning in her tight red dress, long blonde hair, black heels, and gold earings, necklace, and bracelet. I invited her onto the stage and gave her the microphone. She held the rapt attention of everyone in the auditorium.
She glared at them and pointed at me. “This man killed my career so he could take my place and rake in all your…
When I close my eyes, I can remember every word the man said. He spoke calmly and slowly. He sounded miserable but not alarmed or out of breath. He told me, “A terrible thing happened to a little girl right next to me under a big elm tree by the lake at Burlington Park.”
I confirmed the location, then gave him the usual instructions. “Stay on the line. We’re dispatching emergency personnel. Tell me what happened.”
He started crying and said, “She was laughing and jumping rope. Then her skin got all blotchy and wrinkled. Her hair lost its color…
Love, Meditation, Anthropology.