Cue the lights. Strike up the band. It’s showtime again in America. Every single day they brazenly parade around in front of us: in our neighborhoods, on our timelines, in

A stranger recently exposed my secret. He visited my Twitter page after my lamentations over yet another mass shooting, to announce that it was actually my fault. Never mind that

Growing-up I lived with an image of Jesus. I’m talking about a literal picture that inhabited our family room, my Catholic school hallways, and the homes of many of the

At one time or another you’ve probably heard someone say that when a person you love dies, a part of you dies too. I used to think that was just