The incoming President of the United States put the fear of non-belonging into the heart of a child who has been a U.S. citizen since he was 11 months old. I peacefully protest.
I have to keep the issue of a Trump presidency (from which I recoil but for which I hope the very best) separate from the issue of the tens of millions of Americans who support him (with whom I disagree but with whom I live).
The Presidential candidates seem to have forgotten that they have applied for the job of leading us. I sure wish they would each quit telling me what they think of the other, don’t you?
Trump and Clinton both present visions of America that fill me with fear: a fear that drives me to isolation, or the fear of engagement. If a life of fear is inevitable, then I must choose my fear.
The other evening, my wife and I went for a stroll around our urban neighborhood. At the corner we noticed a couple of wooden desk drawers propped up against the black iron fence in front of an apartment. Looking ahead down the street, we noticed a fellow shoving an enormous wooden desk along the sidewalk….
The Republican Party was doomed the day it got in bed with the Tea Party. Here’s how I see it: The Tea Party blindsided the Republican Party from the right. At the time (2009), the Republicans held a handy majority in the House, but were irrelevant in the Senate. Figuring they could not afford to…