Thursday November 26, 2015
June 19th, 2015
There were pink assault rifles, pink Tasers, leopard-print rifle slings, peach pleather concealment handbags and the Bosom Buddy, a handgun holster that attaches to a bra.
There was plenty for us chicks at the Nation's Gun Show in Chantilly, Virginia, this past weekend.
The gun industry's numbers are saying we're the hottest thing going in the weapons world.
The study guides given to prospective drivers for the Uber car service in this plugged and glutted megacity contain warnings that they might find certain neighborhoods and intersections less than hospitable.
It is the hair that haunts her.
More than a week after the accident, after seeing the tiny girl plummet from the highway overpass, after feeling the girl land on the roof of her car with a sickening thud and a shattering of glass, Chelci Frutos still cannot forget the girl's hair.
The Supreme Court could make June the cruelest month for Republicans.
The court will hand down two decisions fraught with political implications. One will decide whether same-sex marriage is protected by the Constitution, and the other whether to throw out a central piece of the Affordable Care Act, the federal subsidies for about 8 million Americans.
Well, that didn't last very long, did it?
When it comes to economics - and other subjects, but I'll focus on what I know best - we live in an age of derp and cheap cynicism. And there are powerful forces behind both tendencies. But those forces can be fought, and the place to start fighting is within yourself.
One of the most persistent statistical bludgeons of people who want to blame black people for any injustice or inequity they encounter is this: According to data from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC), in 2013 in nearly 72 percent of births to non-Hispanic black women, the mothers were unmarried.
I'm a little worried about the French ambassador.
Sure, he's good-looking and charming and popular and lives in the most romantic chateau in town.
But I fear that he's one glass of silky Beaujolais and one tart tweet away from blowing up his life.
Whenever some new allegation threatened Bill Clinton's presidential candidacy in 1992, he had a go-to response throughout the campaign.
"This election isn't about me," he'd tell voters. "It's about you." He said "you" with such force that it would come out as a two- or three-syllable word.
The passing at only 46 of Beau Biden, the elder son of Vice President Joe Biden and a former attorney general of Delaware, is particularly poignant. Forty-three years earlier, Beau had survived the car accident that took the life of his mother and infant sister and shattered Joe's own life.