I am angry. And I am sad. Every time we have a mass murder in this country, I feel obligated to do something, to help in some way, if only just to add my voice to the chorus for change. I am deeply troubled, not just by this senseless loss of life, but by the utter... Continue Reading →
Guns vs. Nudity: What is Truly Offensive?
Again I feel compelled to alienate potential readers with my stance on gun control. Both my brother and my best friend are card carrying members of the NRA, and yet I feel morally obligated to champion this cause, and the view held by more than half of all Americans. We are morally obligated to make it harder for criminals... Continue Reading →
One Dead Child is One Too Many
People who worry more about their toys than a child's life quite frankly scare me, and I sure as hell don't want a wave of fanatics protesting my blog. At the same time, my conscience is not letting me sleep at night. Since the Newtown massacre, I feel it is my moral obligation to do something, to contribute my voice to the... Continue Reading →
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