
Yes, I’m A “Hateful” Human Being
I often have people tell me that I’m a hateful human being. Sometimes, these are complete strangers who incessantly lurk like sharks in my Twitter feed, other times estranged family

I often have people tell me that I’m a hateful human being. Sometimes, these are complete strangers who incessantly lurk like sharks in my Twitter feed, other times estranged family

Dear Conservative Christians, I need your help. I’m trying to figure out your stance, here. I can’t make sense of it. You’re telling me that you’re a follower of Jesus.

It’s open season on school children. In the wake of nearly two years of a pandemic that has raged furiously through the planet, politically-poisoned, religion-addled people who’ve spent that time

I’m really tired. Marrow-deep, hope-sucking, soul-choking exhausted. There are all sorts of reasons for this: a seeming endless pandemic, the unfathomable death toll, a mass defiant resistance to the most

I often have people tell me that I’m a hateful human being. Sometimes, these are complete strangers who incessantly lurk like sharks in my Twitter feed, other times estranged family

Dear Conservative Christians, I need your help. I’m trying to figure out your stance, here. I can’t make sense of it. You’re telling me that you’re a follower of Jesus.

It’s open season on school children. In the wake of nearly two years of a pandemic that has raged furiously through the planet, politically-poisoned, religion-addled people who’ve spent that time

I’m really tired. Marrow-deep, hope-sucking, soul-choking exhausted. There are all sorts of reasons for this: a seeming endless pandemic, the unfathomable death toll, a mass defiant resistance to the most