On January 20th, if the world hasn’t ended, Joe Biden will be inaugurated as the next President of the United States.
My man has his work cut out for him.
Coronavirus. The economy. Racial justice. The climate. And healing a nation that is so divided, it’s on the verge of cracking in half.
But there’s another item Biden must add to his to-do list: Changing the way the Democrats are perceived. Not only by Republicans, but also by those within their own ranks. Like this country, the Democratic party is split — and it’s not a good look.
They’d do well to remember what happened on the other side back in 2009, when the Tea Party was born. That was probably the first step toward the QAnon-driven conspiracy caucus we see today, and I hope no one wants to see a lefty version of that. …
Marshall McLuhan coined the phrase “the medium is the message” in his 1964 book Understanding Media: The Extensions of Man.
Unlike the pompous blowhard in Woody Allen’s Annie Hall, I will not attempt to mansplain McLuhan. (But if you’ve never seen McLuhan’s cameo in the movie — it’s classic.) I’ll just share my interpretation and tell you why I think his most famous idea is relevant today.
McLuhan writes that the content of a medium often blinds us to its character. And character is where the real power lies. The power to change society, harm it, even destroy it.
I’ve been thinking about McLuhan a lot these days, most recently on Friday when Twitter suspended President Trump’s account, much like a parent would take away a toddler’s plastic baseball bat after she brained her brother with it one too many times. (I still don’t get why it’s a “permanent suspension” and not a “lifetime ban,” but…
I had a good feeling about the Georgia runoff.
Of course, I’m talking about the January 5th race for two U.S. Senate seats from which Democrats Raphael Warnock and Jon Ossoff emerged victorious, effectively giving their party control of the Senate.
Something about these two candidates seemed different. Refreshing. Inspiring. Grounded. Welcoming. Winning.
They lifted people up with their message, as opposed to, say, “The Squad,” which doesn’t so much lift as grab by collar and slam against the wall.
I’m all for strength and determination. But also in favor of self-awareness. A big proponent of understanding, as my husband often points out, that how you say something is as important as what you say. …
In June, New York Road Runners announced that this year’s New York City Marathon, scheduled for November 1st, had been canceled due to coronavirus concerns.
If the event had gone on as usual, it would have been my fifth consecutive NYC Marathon and my eighth overall. And this was going to be a big one — the 50th running of the race.
Before the NYC Marathon expanded in 1976 to the city-wide extravaganza it is today, the course was four-plus loops of Central Park. There were 127 registered runners and just 55 crossed the finish line.
I love looking at photos of those early races. Shaggy dudes in short shorts. A bicyclist who pauses, curious, to watch the pack of runners streak by. A winner making peace signs with his hands as he approaches the finish line — a piece of tape pulled taut by two little kids. It was all so unobtrusive and eccentric and no-frills. …
Dear Trump Supporters,
This morning, along with the rest of the world, I awoke to the news that the president and first lady have tested positive for Covid-19. I’m not gonna lie. The “left-wing” columnists and commentators, talk show hosts and tweeters, are going to have a freaking field day with this.
While I will never say that Trump deserves to have contracted the virus he promised would disappear like a miracle (no one deserves to get sick), there is something deeply satisfying about this development.
But those who want Trump gone become satisfied at their peril.
I’m not going to be so arrogant as to think this turn of events will seal Trump’s doom. I won’t make the mistake of thinking that Biden’s got it in the bag. If paying off porn stars, being Putin’s puppet, and getting impeached couldn’t take this guy down, I’m not counting on corona to do it, either. In fact, he’ll probably find a way to spin testing positive into a positive. …
Imagine this: Donald Trump wins a second term.
And it’s not because he cheated. There’s no rigging. No bots or missing ballots. No relying on his comrade Vlad to get him over the line.
None of the doomsday scenarios the Dems are assuming will come to pass actually come to pass. There’s no military intervention, no violence in the streets.
He just plain wins. As in get more votes. Like, a lot more. The country spoke and what the majority of it said is that it wants Trump to stick around.
What will the left do then?
Will it finally embark upon the soul-searching it failed to do after Hillary failed to win the electoral college? …
I wasn’t sure about Kamala Harris.
When she was running for president, I found her bland. She just didn’t make much of an impression on me.
But she sure did today.
I just listened to her speech from her first appearance with Joe Biden since being selected as his running mate and… damn.
Honestly, I was surprised more than anything — in the best way. I expected to tune out about 30 seconds into it, when she’d go into her talking points, canned lines, and attempts at humor that had been focused-grouped within an inch of their lives.
That’s what I did with Hillary Clinton when she was running for president. I disengaged. Because so much of it came off as overthought and overmanaged. It was as if she didn’t trust her audience, or herself, enough to say what she really thought. A strange combination of entitlement (if anyone’s earned this job, I have) and insecurity that always left me cold. …
There’s a lot of Trump-rage out there now.
Rage over his utter failure on Covid-19.
Rage over how he’s destroying the economy.
Rage over his blatant bigotry at a time when the world is demanding racial justice and equality.
Rage over the panic he’s sowing in parents, teachers, and children over whether and when they can safely return to school.
Hell, I was enraged when I saw a headline about how Trump was going to throw out the first pitch at my beloved Yankee Stadium on August 15th, until I read the story and found out it was FAKE NEWS.
There’s a lot to be angry about when it comes to the president. And that anger over everything from the fact that he’s a science-averse dumbass who should’ve and, more important, could’ve quelled this virus months ago to his pathological jealousy of Dr. …
When I first started writing about Robin DiAngelo’s White Fragility in early June, I could find exactly one other writer who was willing to call out this “must-read” for the exquisite work of hucksterism it actually is.
That was Jonathan Church, who, in August 2018 wrote a piece for the website Quilette called “The Problem with ‘White Fragility’ Theory.”
Nearly two years passed before Church wrote another piece called, “Dear White People: Please Do Not Read Robin DiAngelo’s ‘White Fragility.”
Now, at long last, more writers, journalists, and authors as well as educators and just really smart thinkers are starting to shine a light on the cult of DiAngelo and her dangerous, absurd ideas. …
It’s four months late, far shorter and way weirder than we ever could’ve imagined it would be — but the Major League Baseball season is finally here.
Tonight the Washington Nationals will be at home against the New York Yankees, and the Los Angeles Dodgers will host the San Francisco Giants.
LET’S GO YANKEES!
Sorry, I digress.
I, for one, cannot wait to see what this 60-game, regionally scheduled, everyone-has-a-DH season brings. If the lead-up is any indication, it’s gonna be a wild ride.
There are cardboard cutouts in the stands.
There’s piped-in crowd noise.
On Monday night, in an exhibition game against the Phillies, Aaron Judge hit a home run with three outs in the fifth. …