My mother used to give us kids two instructions:
I am an educator. As with any profession involving children and politics, my job can be simultaneously grueling and rewarding.
As reflection on the killing of ten aid workers from the International Assistance Mission (IAM) in Afghanistan continu
August 6, 1945. It was a sunny morning in the city of more than 300,000 people. Some were on their way to work, children were playing in the streets.
Back in the late '90s, when Y2K fears were running rampant, apocalyptic fantasies like Armageddon and End of Days burned up the box office.
The famed Chautauqua Institution devoted this entire week to the theme of nuclear disarmament. It is a sign of the times.
The Washington Post today blanketed the front page with this lede:
During Saturday's nonviolent protest of about 5,000 activists outside the conference center in downtown Toronto, where leaders of the G20 were me
Utopia. It is the place that is no place. It is the reality that does not yet exist. It is the political economy that has no politics or economics. Yet. A utopian vision is important.
In March, I wrote a piece praising the Biblical character Boaz for showing compassion to Ruth, w