I know that it’s been almost 3 months since my last post. In my defense, it hasn’t been three months since I’ve written anything,
I, like many of my fellow Democrats, have been incredibly heartened to see the groundswell of political activity in recent weeks and months around protecting key progressive accomplishments like the Affordable Care Act and expanded LGBT protections across the country.
TMSPB stands for “This May Seem Petty, But…” These posts were borne out of the frequency of small, albeit meaningless daily occurrences/gripes that nevertheless grind my gears on a regular and consistent basis.
I know we don’t agree on much, ideologically speaking. I believe that in a liberal democracy,
My proudest professional achievement, to date, was working for our President. Even for jobs that have nothing to do with politics,
My muse and my purpose
My singular obsession to the point of addiction
Equal parts good for me and the catalyst to my destruction
As is often the case, I started my day today scrolling through my Facebook timeline. As unproductive and millennial as that may sound, keep in mind I oversee the marketing operations at my job here in D.C., so it’s a bit like getting upset at a car washer for turning on the car radio while he works. Anyways, as I scrolled, I came across two articles that had been shared that were eerily connected.The first was about a young physician whose passionate offer of medical assistance to an unresponsiv
On the subject of police brutality specifically, I think the misconception of (and therefore the oft-used rebuttal to) the movement is that this whole Black Lives Matter thing is about white members of law enforcement shooting and killing black people.
Talk American history long enough to end up discussing the Civil War and inevitably you will encounter the argument that,