My Mom Has a Question
My parents and I just got back from the Holocaust Museum in DC. We didn’t get past the entryway where they both wanted to see the plaque they had mounted in honor of…
Back when I was walking uphill both ways to school we had this old fashioned thing called a radio. It had a dial for volume, a dial to change the channel, and a few buttons to save preset stations.
You’d listen to music for awhile. A DJ would come on and tell you a bit about the music…
I’ve spent several days crunching numbers and analyzing data in order to come up with an unbiased, apolitical, and logic-based reason why the Confederate Flag should be taken down from its perch outside the South Carolina Statehouse.
Here’s the one piece of data that stands out:
In light of the Rachel Dolezal NAACP controversy, I should admit that for the past several months, I successfully put on a front, hid behind a facade, and lived a flat out lie. Yes, it’s worked. But it’s eating me up inside.
I tried to fool my half-Samoan kids by wearing this hat I picked up in Providence a couple weeks ago.
I saw a Google Doc version of this and I’m sharing it here because it’s one of the most amazing and thoughtful remembrances I’ve ever seen. It seriously makes me want to be better.
REMARKS BY THE PRESIDENT
IN EULOGY IN HONOR OF BEAU BIDEN
St. Anthony of Padua Church