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The Coronavirus Cassandra: Are You Listening?

The Coronavirus Cassandra:  Are You Listening? A Pulitzer Prize winning public health journalist who predicted the coronavirus pandemic is warning us now about the “collective rage” yet to come.  So, how will we respond? The only way to avoid “collective rage” is with collective change.  

 


The Story of a Lesson in History

Despite controversy in 1974, La Storia became a best-seller, selling over 600,000 copies in Italy alone. Regardless of what the critics said, word on the street heralded this book for its poignant storytelling that was powerfully executed by the brilliant Italian writer Elsa Morante. Today this profound beauty of a book has endured and will continue to stand the test of time.  


Enlarging Our Discourse

The column I wrote for the June 2018 issue of ASA News & Notes could easily be the column I write this month: a year ago, it covered school shootings, mass shootings, the Trump administration’s separation of children from their refuge parents, and insult with bluster as a form of diplomacy. A year later, we see not much has changed, and each of these topics makes news regularly.


What Would Winston Churchill Say to Donald Trump?

What Would Winston Churchill Say to Donald Trump? We know, because he actually said it -- though not, of course, to Trump.  It bears repeating.

A comparison between Churchill and Trump is mortifying.  How could we have elected such an odiferous cesspool of a man? If Churchill’s actions speak louder than his words, his soaring words resonate like the sound of Big Ben. 

 


Who will cry for me when I’m gone?

America has a long history of scattering ashes and burying bodies in hallowed soil everywhere, and even beyond our own land. The Normandy American Cemetery is where thousands of white Christian crosses, Jewish stars of david, and Islamic five-pointed stars mark the graves of our soldiers who died on French soil during World War II.Many other cemeteries scattered around our own nation are full of weather beaten headstones, stained by tall grass and choked with weeds. The grave markers are like pearls that have long ago lost their luster and, yet, are as pure as the tears shed by those who once loved these fallen soldiers.