It was a bright, brilliant Thursday afternoon in June outside the Syracuse airport. As the car came to rest next to the curb, my wife and my kids and I
I used to believe that all people were essentially the same; that across the diving lines of politics and religion, and beneath the surface veneer of language and personality—that we
Fact-checking website Politifact has determined that President Trump has spoken falsehoods, either substantially or completely—69 percent of the time. He regularly hovers between Pants-on-Fire and Pinocchio. Understand the gravity of
I came across your Tweet today; the one about these “arrogant snot teenagers” protesting gun violence—how they “stomp, pout, and cry when everything doesn’t go their way.” I saw you
It was a bright, brilliant Thursday afternoon in June outside the Syracuse airport. As the car came to rest next to the curb, my wife and my kids and I
I used to believe that all people were essentially the same; that across the diving lines of politics and religion, and beneath the surface veneer of language and personality—that we
Fact-checking website Politifact has determined that President Trump has spoken falsehoods, either substantially or completely—69 percent of the time. He regularly hovers between Pants-on-Fire and Pinocchio. Understand the gravity of
I came across your Tweet today; the one about these “arrogant snot teenagers” protesting gun violence—how they “stomp, pout, and cry when everything doesn’t go their way.” I saw you