"Maybe we fell in love too fast," my friend said. "You know, we might have zipped right past the road signs." Several of us were sitting around over the holiday weekend, enjoying a lovely bottle of wine at sunset ... and discussing the condition of our country. Which led us to President Obama. Which led us to our mutually shared disappointment in him.
Dangerous men don't just wake up like that one day. They grow into it. Little boys grow into men who either treat women respectfully or not. It starts with small signs, and perhaps if parents, teachers, family, and friends are vigilant, danger can be averted.
Lindsay Lohan is back in rehab. Back? Wasn't she just there? Fellow bad girl Britney Spears wasn't in long enough for her hair to grow back. Meanwhile, Paris Hilton zipped right by rehab and picked up the GO DIRECTLY TO JAIL card.In the last year or so, rehab has become the ultimate publicity tool, a brief break from the glitzy life, a chance to burnish one's reputation. (The bad girls aren't alone in this regard; see Mel Gibson, Isaiah Washington.) What we've forgotten is that rehab is...
I am part of a small group of people who, no matter how old we grow or what we accomplish in our lifetimes, will always be known as First Children. Because with an election—always a historic event—each of our fathers became president of the United States, so by extension, we became part of history too.
A few years ago, during my father's memorial service at the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C., I saw a telling moment between the two George Bushes. Bush 41, the former president, had just finished his eulogy, a poignant, touching tribute that hit all the right notes—soft humor, sadness and a clear affection for the man he was there to remember.
Many years ago, I heard someone say that America lost her innocence the day President Kennedy was shot. I was 11 years old on that day, and I still recall every moment of it, even the slant of the sun when everyone in my school was called out of class and onto the wide green lawn to hear the awful news.
I don't know a single person who isn't acutely aware of the fact that we've become a very rude country. It's gotten to the point that if we don't encounter rudeness at least twice a day, we're shocked.The other day, I went into a juice place, ordered a smoothie and watched the girl behind the counter fill it to overflowing, cram the top on and slide it across the counter at me with such vehemence I wondered if she was in training for some Olympic shuffleboard event.
Despite mounting pressure to cancel the yearly seal hunt, in which hundreds of thousands of baby harp seals are killed simply for their pelts, the Canadian government is allowing the bloodbath to continue.Between 2003 and 2005, an estimated 1 million seal pups were slaughtered according to the Canadian Department of Fisheries and Oceans.
When my first book, "Homefront," was published in 1986, I was publicly tarred and feathered for daring to call it a "novel." A chorus of angry voices accused me of writing a "veiled autobiography" and simply changing the names.That's basically the opposite of what's happened to James Frey.
On Tuesday, the House of Representatives passed an embryonic stem-cell research bill even as President George W. Bush threatened a veto. Written by Democrat Diana DeGette of Colorado and Republican Mike Castle of Delaware, it seeks to expand federal research funding beyond the narrow limits imposed by Bush in August 2001.
President Bush must be feeling so victorious. The Senate has now said yes to drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge--the pristine place President Eisenhower took measures to protect in 1960.Environmental groups have said the fight isn't over, and I want to believe there is still something we can do--write letters, e-mails, rise up en masse and say no.
There is a theory that important lessons can be found in any circumstance, even the most banal or mundane. To unearth a lesson in the midst of turmoil or irritation would probably require the serenity of the Dalai Lama, so for the rest of us, the best we can do is try to better ourselves after the fact.This brings me to a traffic situation that almost derailed me last night, almost made me a no-show at an important event, very nearly made me lose my mind, definitely made me break the speed...