Why can’t we find common ground: at our kids’ soccer games, at the grocery checkout line, walking the dog, sitting on neighboring stoops, at the gym? Why can’t we talk to each other IRL, instead of feeding off  a screen or an echo chamber?

Is this what we have become?  Shoot first, post on line, deflect questions later?

who speak truth to power with humor and satire, going where others fear to tread

Firing the messenger doesn’t change the message.

That is the question.

Fitz’s “no” vote was calculated political window dressing to appear bipartisan in a way that did not jeopardize the passing of the bill.

Call them Democrats, progressives, socialists, a rose by any other name is still sweet when it speaks to worried Americans about kitchen table quality-of-life issues.

Trump’s “peace through strength”  doesn’t really want peace in the sense of justice or freedom from fear or mutual respect, understanding and cooperation or conflict resolution through peaceful dialogue.  It wants total control. It wants absolute power.

The cost of Trump’s parade? $45 million. The No Kings protests? Priceless.

We know what Trump is and wants, and it’s up to us to outfox and outplay him.

You’ve been pardoned!

Hamlet speaks of a government of corruption and moral decay. Sound familiar?

We can be like Bishop Budde and The Boss. They speak our mind. We can speak truth to power in our protests, our letters, at the polls.

This Qatari gesture is a masterful stroke, killing two birds with one plane.

In one fell swoop, Trump  glosses over our  men and women who actually fought and brought about those victories, while simultaneously dishonoring and disrespecting all of our Allies who fought and died valiantly defending their own soil.

No amount of second hand laurels can hide the fact that Trump and Vance disdain the rules of fair play, commit  legal and moral foul after foul, do not care who gets hurt, and accept no penalty.