It’s exhausting to give a damn isn’t it? To be a person of compassion in a time when compassion is in such great demand? To wake up every day in
Dear Professed “Pro-Life” Christian, I know you think you’re winning right now—or you’re trying really hard to pretend that you are. (I sense you losing a bit of confidence lately,
Enough. Really, friend—take off the big red hat and retire it. That whole MAGA nonsense has reached its expiration date. All your flag-waving histrionics and your hand-wringing anthem outrage have
“I feel like I’m losing my mind.” These words are a continual presence these days. I hear them a couple hundred times a day, in one form or another. I read
It’s exhausting to give a damn isn’t it? To be a person of compassion in a time when compassion is in such great demand? To wake up every day in
Dear Professed “Pro-Life” Christian, I know you think you’re winning right now—or you’re trying really hard to pretend that you are. (I sense you losing a bit of confidence lately,
Enough. Really, friend—take off the big red hat and retire it. That whole MAGA nonsense has reached its expiration date. All your flag-waving histrionics and your hand-wringing anthem outrage have
“I feel like I’m losing my mind.” These words are a continual presence these days. I hear them a couple hundred times a day, in one form or another. I read