Category: on our Nation
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The Day After (the debate debacle)
I went to bed feeling like I’d been at a funeral. (Or an awkward 30th high school reunion.) Still, it was great to see old faces… all those friends who came out of the woodwork to chat on Facebook–some that I haven’t seen or spoken to in decades. Did democracy just die? Did you feel…
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Drop the Fucking Gun, America!
When my oldest was toddling around, he picked up a line from a movie that I was watching and repeated it incessantly. Now I want to share that phrase with you, America, but I’ll just say it once: DROP THE FUCKING GUN! I know they’re precious to you. I get our history. But you know…