It’s on.
The national party conventions are over; the true believers are energized. Unleash Death by 30-Second Slanders to win enough votes from the 30% of “independent” registered voters who gag on politics to get to 270 in the Electoral College.
It’s on.
The national party conventions are over; the true believers are energized. Unleash Death by 30-Second Slanders to win enough votes from the 30% of “independent” registered voters who gag on politics to get to 270 in the Electoral College.
Being a student of American affairs, I had much to choose from in fashioning a suitable Labor Day remembrance—one that pays heed to both the history of and hope for working people, the skeleton, muscle, and sinew of our forward march.
As we prepare to observe the national holiday honoring the roles working men, women, and children have played in building our nation—which too many of us will spend doing everything but that—I’d like to offer a little prayer.
If you’re anywhere near Face in a Book bookstore in El Dorado Hills tonight, before 8 PM, do drop in for the book launch party of The Dog with the Old Soul.
Today, I’m going to perform a public service by attacking an issue that’s moved in and out my consciousness at least four times in the last half-century and could very well become a national crisis—“A Sleeping Giant at Our Doorstep,” as Reader’s Digest might call it—if not confronted squarely.
Welcome to my new world! I’ve been on hiatus since last Christmas. There’s a reason–I spent almost all my time caring for my older sister, Kathryn, at home through her last illness; helping our family and friends remember and celebrate her life; and winding up her affairs.