Before he tried marijuana, he thought of trying suicide.
Heavy drinking hadn't helped. Nor had various pills prescribed by Veterans Affairs doctors. He was still angry, still depressed, still could not sleep.
Maybe some people didn't understand the question.
Luis Lang would like you to send him some money.
He has taken to GoFundMe (gofundme.com/s78e9w), the crowd-funding website, trying to raise $30,000. Lang, who is 49 and lives in Fort Mills, S.C., is slowly losing his eyesight to diabetes. Without surgery, he'll go blind. Those grim facts notwithstanding, some may not find Lang the most sympathetic candidate for charity.
Some folks thought it was "inflammatory." Some said it was "irresponsible," others, "absurd," still others, "disappointing."
Tracy is tired. She was tired even before Baltimore burned this week.
After all, NRA chief Wayne LaPierre traded his dog whistle for an air horn at a recent gathering of the gun faithful in Washington, D.C. "I have to tell you," he said, "eight years of one demographically-symbolic president is enough."
Subtle, it was not.
"Obama is a Muslim," it said. "That is a FACT."
One hardly knows where to begin.
Twenty years ago today a bomb destroyed the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City and took 168 human lives. Nineteen of those lives belonged to children.
Maybe it takes you by surprise that it has been so long. Maybe you wonder where the time went. And maybe you remember...
The argument is over and conservatives have lost. Some of them just don't know it yet.
On Sunday, people all over the world will commemorate the morning an itinerant rabbi, falsely convicted and cruelly executed, stood up and walked out of his own tomb.
Am I the only person in America not making fun of Howard Schultz?
Dear Ashley Judd:
I guess this is a fan letter, though it is not written in praise of your work in movies like "Insurgent," "Divergent" or "Tooth Fairy."
This is for Gigi, who can't figure out why I don't like Bill Maher.
Every once in a while the universe arranges itself to make you look smarter than you are. Lucky me, I am having such a moment now.
First, they sang "God Will Take Care of You."
There are sounds it feels like you've known forever, sounds that have been in your ear so long, it's hard to believe they were ever new.
Here we are, six years later, six years of mom jeans and golf dates and taking the girls for ice cream. And yet, some of us are still hung up on the perceived "otherness," the "not like us"-ness, of Barack Obama.
I am not insane. For this, I have Jon Stewart to thank.
Thirteen years ago, it felt like I was in a front row seat on the express train to Crazy Town. That, you will recall, is when the wheels began to come off the Bush administration's argument for invading Iraq, i.e., to find the weapons of mass destruction.
That was the subject line of an email a colleague sent me last week.
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