The cops were waiting for us this time.
As the Poor People’s Campaign marchers reached the Trenton War Memorial this afternoon, we could see the cops already waiting…
Author: scribbler
Hiberniores Hibernis ipsis (Don’t fret the title. You didn’t grow up eating supper with my father.)
As a militant Irish progressive, I suppose I should be making snark over the today’s royal wedding. Even though I…
Today it’s “animals.” Do you remember “baboos”?
How would you feel if the man who refers to Mexican immigrants as “animals” were to become a revered historical…
The revolution will not be tweeted.
Been wondering why I’m much more passionate about the nonviolent direct action of the #PoorPeoplesCampaign than electoral politics. About lobbying…
The work of Martin Luther King did not stop in Memphis.
Forty days of moral action during the Poor People’s Campaign begin tomorrow, Monday, May 14, 2018. This was the campaign…
That’s another day gone.
Waiting in Newark Airport for Anne Mei to clear immigration and customs, I was reading Mihail Sebastian‘s Journal. April 1941,…
Todavia más pinche sapo
Update on the Under Toad. Joe has been in the hospital since last Friday. He had been told he might…
Chinga te, Sapo Debajo
I knew it was going to be a bad weekend when I received an email from my credit card company…
Crossroads
This past week I had occasion to drive up 206 from Princeton to Somerville and back, twice a day. Shouldn’t…
Do as I say.
Yesterday afternoon I wrote the last post about the word “faith,” ending with how I want to avoid the dangers…