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I fear that one of the long-term dangers of the prolonged lockdowns is that people will permanently lose their trust in the police.
I have to at least go through the motions or lose the last remaining shred of self-respect that I still possess.
Of all the moral midgets who get to call themselves senator, perhaps the most shameless, and certainly the most ignorant, is Hawaii's Hirono.
We have long been told how wonderful school teachers are and how woefully underpaid, and I'm still shocked by how many people believe it.
I dare say that if Martin Luther King, Jr., were reincarnated, he would be terribly disheartened to see the state of race relations in America 52 years after his death.
Sometimes, I find myself wondering if a Trump victory in November can do anything but slightly delay the end of the great American experiment. The fact that over 60 million Americans will go out on Election Day and vote for Joe Biden and Kamala Harris clearly shows how far down the road to perdition we have come.
People are still crying foul about Chris Wallace's handling of the first presidential debate. Days after the event, I started receiving photos of a mysterious wire being concealed under his jacket by Joe Biden and tales of his wearing earplugs that functioned as mini-receivers so that he could be fed the answers.
The Democrats are warning us what they just might do if President Trump, with the help of Mitch McConnell and Mitt Romney, of all people, actually succeeds in replacing Ruth Bader Ginsburg with Amy Coney Barratt.
Between the two of them, Shakespeare and Dickens probably created more villains than any two writers in history. But at the rate we're churning them out in America, they could only look on in amazement.
Dr. Barbara Ferrer, the Public Health Director of Los Angeles, let the proverbial cat out of the proverbial bag when she announced the other day that "We don't realistically anticipate that we would be moving to reopening K-12 schools at least until we're done with the election."
There were definitely some of us — most of us? — who began to think that Ruth Bader Ginsburg was immortal. Time and again, she appeared to be a goner. They'd whisk her off to the hospital, but back she would come, looking more wizened but being no wiser than ever.
It pains me to say it, but President Trump deserves the shellacking he's getting over Bob Woodward's book, "Rage."
I suppose it's like this every four years, but every presidential campaign seems to go on longer than the last. This one is the most peculiar, though, thanks to the politically motivated shutdown, because we've been denied a full-blown convention and the typical rallies.
There is probably no single piece of legislation that is mentioned so often but remains as mysterious as the Hatch Act.
Amid much fanfare, Joe Biden left his Delaware bunker long enough to travel to Kenosha, Wisconsin, and pretend he cared if Jacob Blake, Jr., would ever walk again.
People have often observed that at least until Donald Trump came along that things often didn't change much, no matter which party's candidate was ensconced in the White House.
In case Nolan's name escapes you, he was the protagonist in Edward Everett's 1863 short story, "The Man Without a Country."
It's obvious that corporate America is easily bullied. Even 30 years ago, Jesse Jackson, a snake oil salesman by nature, extorted millions from Coca-Cola (among others) by threatening a boycott as if on his say-so black Americans were going to surrender their soft drink of choice.
I confess I didn't tune in the Democratic convention. I often sacrifice myself for the greater good, as when I sat through eight years of Obama's State of the Union addresses. But there are some things I simply refuse to do and listening to four days of idiots with D's after their names spouting insults of Donald Trump and tossing verbal bouquets to Joe Biden is more than I can endure.
