If a Republican favors a Democratic primary candidate, it should be as easy for him to vote for his candidate of choice in a particular year as it is for a curious Catholic to walk into a synagogue, and maybe decide to attend for a while in lieu of Catholic services.
Perhaps some Bernie supporters will take comfort in the idea that just because they got second place in this hard fought race doesn’t mean they won’t get their way next time.
Being an atheist never meant much to me until I really got to know the alternative.
I have an alternate theory based on nothing but personal experience: Hillary’s supporters are just as enthusiastic as Donald Trump’s or Bernie Sanders’s, they’re just a lot more low-key.
The other day, I walked down to Trump Tower, and over to the section where I could buy one of the trucker hats that says “Make America Great Again” across the front.
Sometimes progress is boring, even for a progressive like me. The prospect of replacing a single man with a single woman on a single unit of our currency, whoever each person happened to be, just didn’t excite me when news broke yesterday that that would happen.
While the world was captivated by the story of a book by a great literary figure that has been hidden in a box for more than half a century, another literary figure talked about hiding a book away in a box for a century.
I found a letter from a woman named Janet to a woman named Evelyn about how this pamphlet would have information about what it was like when Evelyn’s aunt went to medical school.
I walked, I sat and read. I walked, I sat and read.
When that tragedy happens, and those law-abiding citizens who believed they were doing nothing wrong go to jail, there will still be the tragedy that wouldn’t have happened without the encouragement of thought defense. Where was the dystopian novel to warn us about that?