A word for young people, people of color and, in particular, young people of color:
The Republicans are scared of you.
Here's what gets me about progressives.
They never seem to realize that they are the majority. Yet on issue after issue, the polling consistently shows that they are.
The other day, a woman confessed to me that she's a Republican.
Let's get something straight: Men are not the victims here.
Gina Sosa is not impressed by attempted rape.
For a man who places such a premium on loyalty, Donald Trump inspires remarkably little.
A few words about the political integrity of John McCain.
And now here's this week's episode of Great Moments in Black History.
The year is 1979. Jimmy Carter is in office, disco is on the radio and Ron Stallworth has just joined the Ku Klux Klan.
Donald Trump is a man of famously definite opinions. Whether it be about Mexicans, Muslims or Mueller, he knows what he thinks and isn't shy about sharing.
Maybe you remember when Mexico was going to pay for the wall.
"Imagine the earth beneath you opening up and swallowing you whole. Imagine feeling everything good inside you -- love, joy, kindness, trust, security, hope -- burning and scorching to embers, giving way to fear, desperation, anguish and helplessness. Imagine being trapped in your worst nightmare, knowing that you will never wake from it. Imagine feeling truly abandoned -- by God, by the universe, by humanity. Imagine all of that -- and imagine it being far worse." -- "A Better Place," by Pati Navalta Poblete
All she asked was that someone pray for her.
Smack them with their own bat.
That was the gist of, "Hey Democrats, Fighting Fair is for Suckers," a provocative jeremiad that Politico ran on Independence Day. In it, writer Rob Goodman argued that, after Republicans have killed all the old political norms -- denying a Supreme Court nominee a hearing, for example -- it's silly for Democrats to go on playing by the rules. Why obey the law in a lawless world?
After almost two years of unending chaos, the only shocking thing about Donald Trump's disastrous Helsinki press conference with Russian President Vladimir Putin is that some people were apparently shocked.
They did not have to die.
That's the bitter truth. Katie Sasser and her friend John Hall would likely still be alive if cops and prosecutors in Glynn County, Georgia, had done their jobs.
For selling bottled water.
For napping in a dorm.
For mowing a lawn.
At one point in Justice Sonia Sotomayor's ringing dissent from last week's Supreme Court decision upholding Donald Trump's ban on travelers from a group of nations, most of them with Muslim-majority populations, she recounts his many insults against followers of Islam.
We're not here to talk about civility.
"Illegals" have faces.
What if God were one of us?
Singer Joan Osborne famously asked that question in 1995. In her Grammy-nominated hit, "One Of Us," she envisions the author of all creation as "a slob like one of us, just a stranger on a bus trying to make his way home."
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