A Lament For Autumn, Now That Spring Is So Far Away
A seemingly endless summer of discontentment leaves us no closer to better than we were before.
A seemingly endless summer of discontentment leaves us no closer to better than we were before.
It’s hard to imagine a more vivid example of how the outcry for real change and justice has more often than not turned into more posing than a yoga studio.
While deciding if we can watch Gone with the Wind or use racist pancake mix, the House and Senate were working on bills dealing with police brutality.
One thing I’ve noticed about the correction of “All Lives Matter” is that it doesn’t really seem sufficient if one’s goal is purely to inform.
The dangers of mission creep in push for police reform, who watches the opinion section watchers of the New York Times, and stats that aren’t helpful.
Yet another college free-speech case has led me to the conclusion that we just don’t want a dialogue on anything of substance.