THE DIVIDED ROAD AHEAD

The ambassador of darkness is now the president-elect. Despite how stunned many of us are, despite our grief and fear of the future, that is an undeniable fact. A man who has the enthusiastic support of the KKK and other

POWERFUL MEN

This is a story about fear, silence, and a deep-seated feeling that men’s voices bellow from the rooftops while women’s voices get lost in the woods. It’s a story that many woman know too well. It’s a story of unwanted

MY FATHER, RONALD REAGAN

This is one of the stories that I used to ask my father to tell again and again: He was a young actor, filming a movie in England. He always began the story with a funny anecdote about trying to

DEBATE RULES

Despite the fact that no one is going to listen to my proposed rules for the upcoming Presidential debate, I am exercising my First Amendment rights to voice them. My purpose is to lobby for civility, decency, and (please God)

9/11

After nearly 4 years of living in Manhattan, I had moved back to Los Angeles a couple of years before September 11, 2001.  My father was deep into Alzheimer’s and I wanted to be near him. It was just past

DEAR HILLARY

Dear Hillary, We only met once, so I doubt that you will ever see this. But I do feel the need to express myself about your campaign and the up-coming debates. Lately it seems as if you and your running

LONG NIGHT MOON

A full moon punched its way through the clouds, bleeding silver light onto jagged rocks slick with rain. Water droplets glistened on the branches of pine trees like tiny ornaments. His screams came at wider intervals, cutting through the soft

WHAT BULLIES FEAR THE MOST

When I was in first grade, a boy named David Lewis bullied me every day — on the school bus, in class, on the playing field. I started pretending I was sick so I wouldn’t have to go to school.

JOHN HINCKLEY

In 2000 I wrote a piece for Time magazine about John Hinckley’s first attempt to get unsupervised visits into Williamsburg, Virginia. He was already allowed supervised day trips off the grounds of Saint Elizabeths Hospital. It was a lengthy article

AND THE WINNER IS…ANGER

I went out for a while last night and left the television on for my pug, Gracie. She likes to bark at the dog food commercials and, for reasons I can’t figure out, watches America’s Got Talent with rapt attention.

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