On the one-year anniversary of a nightmare, this is the news that matters most: the shameful failure of civic leadership to deal with an emergency made worse by sheer incompetence.
Love him or hate him, after what we saw in Caracas, no one will be shocked if Trump reaches a breaking point with Tehran. Persians around the world will surely be praying for that this weekend.
Here is Marty Mauser, the antithesis of weak and helpless. Mauser has shown up to rescue the Jewish mojo. His moxie and swagger will come to define the Jewish story after the nightmare of all nightmares.
The theme that flowed through the event is that a community is only as strong as its individuals.
“Accidental” messaging is why we can’t seem to move the needle: We’ve lost control of the message.
What we need is intentional messaging.
What struck me is that the fake news in Capra’s film was totally different from the version we’re so used to seeing today.
For the world’s newspaper of record, a historic protest movement unfolding in real time for a people desperately seeking their freedom was not worthy of its home page.
The street protests are electrifying. They move our hearts in solidarity with the Iranian people. But we’ve been there before. The Iranians don’t need another déjà vu. This time they need victory.
While “I hate that” may be what comes naturally from the world, I noticed something about “I love that”: If I don’t say it, no one will say it for me.
What has been true since the beginning of time is still true today: It’s only human intelligence that can save us from slop.
