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Finding joy in a world drenched in fear/anger
This has been a dark week. To be honest, I shed a tear when I heard that Charlie Kirk had been shot. It was partly because no human being de...
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On Monday DeSantis held a press conference to announce the vengeance he seeks after the Mouse House pulled a fast one and basically stripped... -
I've read the entire suit Disney filed against DeSantis - which you can find here . One of the most notable things is that it is written... -
One of my least favorite political commentators is Amy Walter of the Cook Political Report. Her appearance on the PBS News Hour on Tuesday r...
My old Oklahoma-born (1922-2003) white dad used to play this song often on his old upright piano and proudly tell me it was the Negro National Anthem. I wish I had learned to play the piano as well as he did. I love this song and it always makes me cry.
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