The single most important thing we want to achieve is for President Obama to be a one-term president.”
So said then-Senate Minority Leader Mitch McConnell in October 2010, a little over a week before the midterm elections flipped the House of Representatives to the Republicans and narrowed the Democrats’ lead in the Senate. Is there any doubt he’s currently saying the same thing about Biden to his donors behind closed doors, even as he publicly extols the virtues of bipartisanship?
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For over a year, I’ve been a regular contributor at The Millennial Source, an up-and-coming news source that pulls back from the breaking news headlines to provide context and background. With the constant stream of news stories and IMPORTANT ISSUES shooting at us from the firehose that is social media, TMS’s mission is to help you feel less overwhelmed by, well, everything. It can be quite noisy out there.
In the last two days, I’ve seen two outspoken Christians in my Facebook feed post about Fulani herdsmen killing groups of Christians in Nigeria. This is not an issue I know much about. Indeed, it is not an issue those who posted about it know much about, it would seem. It’s undoubtedly a topic worthy of our attention as a society, because the death of any group of people for their religious beliefs is something we should all abhor (even those of us who have no religion and no god).
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“That’s not writing, that’s typing.”
Truman Capote’s famous dismissal of Jack Kerouac’s On the Road has been spat at me dozens of times. The book that, for a time in American history, defined “hip” is now a very uncool thing to like. To be fan of the book, as I am, is to come to terms with troublesome characters and cultural representation that hasn’t aged well. Perhaps, though, the book’s greatest sin is that it aims for profundity — and achieves it.
Today marks the 60th anniversary of the publication of Kerouac’s most famous…
[Warning: There is use of a particular slur in this story that some will find offensive.]
When we entered after lunch, Mr. Capp* was at the front of the class as usual, standing straight up in pressed slacks, a button-up shirt, and a solid green tie. He neither dressed formally in suits like Mr. Harkins, the civics teacher, or casually in short-sleeved polos like Mr. Wells who taught English and coached girls’ tennis; he taught Senior Psychology. Having entered into his 30s with an unassuming handsomeness, he watched us in silence.
Of my non-Humanities classes. Psychology was by far my…
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We arrived in Barcelona just before noon on Saturday, the 24th.
Our Pueblo Ingles program had ended the afternoon before, so after staying a night in Madrid, we jumped up early (well, crawled) and drove to Adolfo Suárez Madrid–Barajas Airport.
As we stood in the security line, we saw one of our fellow Diverbo volunteers who happened to be flying back to the States through the same terminal. It felt like a reminder that even though the week’s program was over, these people would still be in our lives.
After arriving in Barcelona, we…
There are few commonalities between supporters of presidential candidate, Donald Trump, and fans of DC Comics. There’s no reason to assume Superman or Batman fans would have any specific political persuasion, even if some comic books do have a political bent. The candidacy of Trump and the DC Extended Universe film franchise are completely unrelated. Yet, in one distinct way, the two share a common element: Their fan bases are hijacking our public discourse to upend a system they feel is stacked against them.
The duplicitousness of the news media is the trendiest, but by no means newest…
When Donald Trump was a young man, he was just a penniless, dumb schmuck from Queens. He was a total loser and, worst of all, women wouldn’t even look at him.
One day, as he dumbly walked Rockaway Beach, his ragged sneaker struck something hard. When he looked down, he saw a shiny, gold object poking out from the sand. Digging it out, he discovered it was an odd looking oil lamp. As he brushed sand off of it, a giant, majestic Genie appeared.
With a booming voice, the Genie said, “I will grant you three wishes.”
Donald was astonished…
Hillary Clinton is courting the Right. In part, this is just elections as usual. The primaries pull candidates to their base’s extremes and then the general election forces them back towards the center, always at the risk of losing the movement’s fundamentalists. It’s a calculated risk that generally pays off because by the very definition, hardliners in any party are going to be outliers. Political persuasion falls on a bell curve.
This election is, as we keep hearing, different. When most people say that, they’re referring to the Donald Trump Three Ring Circus that has dominated the news with outrageous…
I Support Gun Control, So I Went Shooting
On April 20th, 1999, two teenage boys brought an array of firearms and explosives into their high school and claimed the lives of 12 of their fellow students along with one teacher. At the time of the Columbine High School massacre, I was a sophomore in high school. There had been school shootings in the United States before Columbine, but none had been as horrific or received as much media attention. For the first time, I heard frequent discussion of a subject that had never seemed relevant before: Gun control.