My mother compelled me to write this. Over the last week, the students from Stoneman Douglas High demanded that, for once, constructive action be taken about gun violence. As I heard the same, tired, useless arguments hurled back at them, I found myself weeping and crushed. It took me until today to realize why I feel so badly this time. My mom, the teacher. I am writing for her, because she can’t do it for herself.
We’ve had another mass shooting in America. Another school shooting. I’ve written about this and guns previously. I’ve never gotten much of a reaction to what I wrote, so I guess it barked up the wrong tree. This time, I thought I’d just express some thoughts bouncing off the walls in my head about guns and Prohibition, with no definitive conclusions. Continue reading
Our current technology and society have converged to provide more ways than ever to assault the truth and persuade people to accept alternate realty as fact. I also believe they provide us with more means than ever to push back against that assault. However, today I encountered one more assault. A subtle variation on Holocaust denial, that doesn’t deny the Holocaust. And my heart hurts.
Warning: This post contains some graphic, or disturbing photos.
Remember Festivus, a holiday for the rest of us, from Seinfeld? Well, this year provides a unique opportunity to start up some new traditions out of old holidays. And this time, the celebrations can be for all of us. Continue reading
The release of the Nunes memo brought into clear focus for me some very big concerns about the state of this republic. The memo certainly does not entirely undermine our government. But it shows just how far things eroded in one year. And that should concern all of us.
Notice I did not say “Love the Media.”
In the face of distrust of and attacks on the “media” and the “press”, I wanted to make a few observations. It took me a while, so I broke it into two parts. First, I set out to demonstrate that the media has always been flawed. People have always complained about it. Today’s faults don’t differ that much from those of the past. Second, I set out to demonstrate that, flawed as the media is and has always been, it still has value in our society. Question it? Sure. Demand it do better? Sure. But don’t throw it away simply because you suddenly realized it’s an imperfect beast.
Also, something is not “fake” or “false” simply because you don’t agree with it.
I leave to you to decide whether I succeeded in my goals.
Trump’s “Pocahontas” bit while honoring Navajo code talkers wasn’t the end of the world. But it still signals a big problem. Let me tell you why.
Sometimes I feel like I spend a lot of time yelling, “Look behind the curtain.” But a republic needs informed citizens, fully aware of what levers the wizard is frantically pulling while hoping we distractedly keep our eyes on the big floating head of Oz.
Actually, it’s really as simply as that. Just one word. “How?”
I’m a woman. I have not seen Blade Runner 2049, yet. I thought I would make those disclosures right up front. Because that’s the subject of this article.
Weird, right? I am not talking about the usual current events, or political speech. Nope. Just sharing some thoughts.
About how women think. Or, at least, how one woman thinks. Or maybe it’s just something subconsciously part of women’s decision making. Or maybe it’s not a thing at all.
But at least it’s some food for thought.