We must frankly face the fact that the front runners in both political parties represent a new low, at a time of domestic polarization and unprecedented nuclear dangers internationally.
A funny thing didn't happen on the way to the digital revolution. It failed to empty out the cities.
Many wept at Barack Obama becoming the first black president. So much shared euphoria cutting the cold of a January day at high noon. The country crossed over the highest threshold -- so we thought.
In his coquettish refusal to accept the Donald, Paul Ryan says he cannot betray the conservative "principles" of the party of Abraham Lincoln, high among which is a devotion to free trade.
I hesitate to bring up facts. If recent years have proven nothing else, they've proven that we have fully embarked upon a post-factual era wherein the idea that a thing can be knowable to an objective certainty -- and that this should matter -- has been diminished to the point of near irrelevancy.
You could say that it all depends on how you define "lie." Or, perhaps, that it's hell to have a public record.
It was not enough just to kill Sam Hose. No, they had to make souvenirs out of him.
Numbers are how one keeps score. Those who engage in any competitive endeavor -- business, sports, even weight loss -- seek numbers to tell them how well they're doing and how much better than how many other people.
"It's a suicide mission," said the Republican Party Chairman.
The Delta, home of the blues, can capitalize on music tourism. The new Grammy Museum in Cleveland is a big step in that direction.
Andrew Jackson, anyone? How about a new Trail of Tears? Let's go back to the 1830s, unruly times that tried our souls. Mob rage and violence rose to a peak, anger spilling over Southern slavery.
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