Door-knocking in an excellent way to meet fellow citizens you would never meet otherwise.
Dear Parkland…and all the others: There’s a peculiar notion afoot that only survivors and experts can write about important issues, but I take exception to that. I was not present in Parkland or in Sandy Hook and have never seen up close a child bleeding to death with a gaping wound from a paramilitary firearm,Continue reading “DEAR PARKLAND”
I love the slyness, insider insinuations, hints, the elegance and sophistication of Barnes’s writing in The Noise of Time. He begins with a surreal scene in a train station going toward Moscow. We don’t know who is on the train platform; the character is “he” for twenty pages of panic, degradation, fear, memory, black humor,Continue reading “REVIEW: THE NOISE OF TIME, by Julian Barnes”
Today, American men are sitting in the waiting room while the women give birth to a new nation.
We didn’t tell the Irish, “Time’s up! They’re growing potatoes again.
Whatever your view of powers greater than you, there are others within your group who are fighting gun violence. Find them.
I put my hand on Brad’s shoulder and said, “Just in case you thought that white people don’t notice this sort of thing, aren’t bothered by it, I want you to know I noticed.”
In the hospital, with help from an Iranian, Bosnian, Pole, Pakistani, Italian-American, German-American, and a woman from China. That’s my America.
Donald Trump is easy to figure out – many of us have known, or heaven forbid, had to work with, a sly, uninformed, vengeful, and narcissistic bully with a bunch of college degrees. Our reaction to him is what we have to watch.