Policing one’s own mental state is risky business.
Yesterday, I entered hospice.
There will be more chances to speak up, and I am confident that many of you will, and a few will even join us in jail. You have no choice.
Reparations are not punishment for the crime. The perpetrators got clean away and that will not change.
Life in the U.S. is not going to be a cakewalk for all the Afghans we are able to evacuate. However, they will be unlikely to get killed and we do, here in the U.S., educate our daughters.
The bad rap on intellectuals — if I understand it — -is that we are an unfortunate combination of useless and arrogant. We can do nothing useful but we still look down on those who can.
I listened to the talking heads on the tube comparing Biden’s vision to FDR or LBJ, and I agree.
Derek Chauvin’s conviction for a slow and public murder in broad daylight should have been no surprise, but it was.
Future dangerousness may be slippery as a squid, but it’s an inquiry a criminal court makes at every sentencing.
If you are determined to seek out what is true, you can swim through oceans of absurdity and barely get wet.
Biden’s many years chairing the Senate Judiciary Committee give him a head start in picking judges.
Would you rather deal with good people at their worst or bad people at their best?
I get weary of accusations that this or that politician wants to “tax and spend” or that it’s wrong for the government to manipulate the distribution of wealth.
Ignorance stands in the way of attributing moral agency to government.
The Senate sitting as an impeachment jury is not faring well in the court of public opinion.
How is it, I wonder, that an outfit styling itself “the world’s greatest deliberative body” could harbor so many members who wish to avoid public deliberation?