For the first time in United States’ history, we have an autocratic movement in our country. Seventy-five million people have some soul searching to do and take responsibility. Before we “come together,” the wound created between us needs to be cleaned out before it can heal.
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I didn’t see eye-to-eye on every issue with every friend. That was normal. I recall arguing over cocktails about maximum building heights, where I insisted that mountain and ocean views should be left unobstructed for all people to enjoy. My friend believed it belonged to those who could pay for the beach houses and high rise apartments. A group of friends might not have agreed what percent of the state budget should go for road upkeep. As the size of the Michigan potholes widened, consensus got easier to reach. At the end of the night, we’d agree to disagree. No hard feelings. I looked forward to the next time of camaraderie and laughter.
When we focus on decency, we give oxygen to the best in us. Love is renewable energy we create when we take time to learn and appreciate people who worked to better mankind. It’s about the wolf we feed.
Not politicians, but an informed citizenry is at the heart of a well-functioning democracy. The best time to learn anything is when you are interested. Lately, presidential pardons have been in the news. Seemed like a good time to learn what it is and how presidents have used this power. Article II, Section 2, Clause […]
My love for books is rooted deeply in this tradition. Nothing prepared me for life like the books I read as a child. Pollyanna taught me the “glad game” to find the good in all situations. For a few hours, huddled under my duvet, I became …