The Gaza bombshell is one of those fantasies that will hijack many news cycles but will be lucky to get to first base. Trump’s order on Iran, however, is a home run that can happen immediately.
We’ve never seen a savage volcano of violence like the one we saw on October 7.
Sure, I was offended that there were no Sephardic Jews in “You People,” but so what? It was a comedy, not an ADL report. Are comedians obligated to never offend us?
How do we reconcile the celebration of freedom with a ritual of self-deprivation?
The next few weeks and months will test the humanity of both winners and losers. We can only hope and pray that humanity will win out.
As much as I’m disheartened by the growing and intense partisan divisions afflicting our country, I have to say that I’m especially proud of America today.
In a year of chaos and uncertainty, perhaps it is fitting that we won’t know for a while who won the presidential election. There are still plenty of votes to count in some key states, and perhaps plenty of legal wrangling to untangle the mess. It may get ugly. We don’t know.
A fast food chain is reminding our country that if our fellow Americans choose whomever we consider the “other guy,” it will be bad, even very bad, but it won’t be the end of the world.
If the impossible happens and Donald Trump pulls off another unlikely victory Tuesday night, one factor may be what psychologists call the “recency effect.”
Maybe the truest way to describe the collective trauma of 2020 is simply to admit there are no words, and be at peace with it.
