Trump and his cronies are coming to power on our watch. Restraining them, defeating them and then preventing them from ever achieving this again is our job now.
Roosevelt determined that American traditions like Christmas would not be lost by the encroachment of war. And Churchill risked his life to visit and be present at the lighting of the first Christmas tree on the White House grounds.
It's all been fairly disheartening to see one's faith tradition swallowed up by a violent, bullying, gun-toting, whitewashed, Don't Tread on Me cultural smallness.
In their Christmas Carol, there would only be the continuing waking nightmare visited upon good people, by men and women of privilege whose souls or humanity could no longer be reached.
I won’t go so far as to call the media the enemy of the people, but I am telling you right now they are in the process of surrendering to the people who most definitely are.
This is what you voted for, America: ignorant bullies, junior despots, petty mediocrities who take pleasure in others’ suffering. They’re Mean Girls and Mean Girls don’t do public service.
In the 1930s, Americans followed with bated breath the crimes of John Dillinger and other bank robbers. Today's hatred of health insurance executives is right up there with the national hatred of bankers of that period.
Spending two-and-a-half hours immersed in the flat-out brilliance of Wicked, it’s impossible to miss the parallels of the moments playing out in Oz there and those here in America:
No one ever expects an angry man to do anything but lie. He will only hammer and point and attack and denigrate and belittle with speech and action. But boy will fearful people listen...