Is This a Joke, Nancy?
According to a news item I just read, Nancy Pelosi suggested at a town hall meeting on Wednesday that impeaching Trump would further “divide the country” and could do more harm than good....
Tagged: world war III
From Bad to Worse
Trump has made some weird nppointments since becoming president last year, but he has outdone himself by selecting Johns Bolton (photo) as his new national security adviser. Even Trump should have known better....
Peace Through Sports
You may have heard the story about German and English soldiers suspending hostilities for a soccer match during World War I. I was reminded of that story recently when I heard North Korea is taking...
Here Comes the Boom
With Mike Flynn spilling the beans, Trump’s days in the White House are numbered. Unless… It’s the “unless” that scares me. This is not a sane human being. This is Trump. And he...
Scary Enough for You?
This is the scariest Halloween yet. I’m not talking about the noisy “Hellbound” show the church next door insists on having at this time every year. Or the affidavit Sandra just had to have notarized to convince Capital...
As War Clouds Gather
The TV pundits that I listen to seem obsessed with Trump’s tweets, the various probes into the Russian hacking scandal, aborted release of documents that would shed light on JFK’s assassination and the GOP’s...
No Time for Fatalism
Is nobody willing and able to head off World War III? If no human can come up with an answer to the impasse between the US and North Korea, would consulting IBM’s Watson...
Trivializing a Deadly Impasse
With the spread of social media, the shallowest and silliest aspects of human nature are on widespread display. And the mainstream media are exploiting the silliness. So when Trump calls Kim Jong-un “Rocket Man”...
Why Words Matter
It’s not only what we say that matters; it’s also how we say it. Some words are toxic, some are benign. Here’s an example. If someone says, “blessed are the peacemakers,” you’ll probably nod...
It’s a No-Win Fight, America
Once, long ago, I was driving home in Toronto late at night after playing cards with my sister Elizabeth and her husband Wendell, when a convertible full of young men swerved in front of me...