The one thing I’m absolutely sure about, though, is that it was a great debate with a lot of tremendous insights from those guys on stage, which absolutely, positively wouldn’t have happened if either of those guys had been a woman.
Bannon was an irredeemable jerk before he met Trump, but after he worked in the White House he became an irredeemable jerk with the ear of the president.
This is all Trump knows how to do: attack and destroy. He has no talent for leadership or for bringing people together. He has no instinct for improvement. He only knows how to divide and tear things down.
The stupidity boggles. Setting aside the fact that “Suburban Lifestyle Dream” sounds like a poorly conceived Stepford Barbie accessory, the notion that suburbs today are largely white, middle class neighborhoods is ludicrous. It’s outdated and offensive, just like Trump himself.
But too many of the state’s politicians—particularly Gov. Tate Reeves and State Sen. Chris McDaniel—lack the will or the nerve to do the right thing. That’s too bad. Because as long as Mississippi clings to the symbols of the past it will remain firmly stuck there
I have nothing clever to say about the events of the past week, but I want to say clearly that I am far more concerned about the loss of life than the loss of property and that I am so angered by that video of George Floyd being casually killed by a police officer that …
Stay home as much as you can. Wave to your neighbors when you go outside. Give other people a lot of space: cede the sidewalk, use a different aisle, stand back, move your chair. Wear a mask in public places, especially indoors. If you can’t or won’t wear a mask, don’t go to places where …
I do know that my way is not the best way. Brandt Jean has the right idea. Nothing he does will bring his brother back. Forgiveness is healthier than holding on to a grudge. I believe his way is better, but I don’t even know how to get to where he is. I don’t believe I have the ability to be so gracious. I don’t believe I have the capacity for such kindness. When I see Amber Guyger, I see a woman who deserves whatever misery the world can send her.
What’s next for Cuccinelli, I wonder? He could revise Langston Hughes’s iconic poem “Let America Be America Again.” All he has to do is edit out a few inconvenient stanzas to make the poem read as a rallying cry for the MAGA crowd.
No one ought to work in substandard conditions just so we can all gorge ourselves on chicken wings while watching football. But the fact is, immigrants have been processing our chicken—and the rest of our food supply—for generations now. We’ve gotten spoiled, fat, and lazy off their labor.