Several thousand people protested the name of the Washington's football team at a Minnesota Vikings home game recently.
It takes a special kind of hubris for a celebrity to hold up his real self for us to admire while making a fool out of lost souls and deadbeats.
A recent New York Times editorial urged the U.S. Department of Transportation to stop "dawdling" on issuing federal regulations for truck driver training.
As I drive along, I notice the landscape is ever changing. Walmarts and dollar stores sprout from empty lots.
Football, despite its violent and masculinist culture, isn't an island unto itself, but rather a microcosm of social crisis that ripples across every segment of our larger society.
The choice is clear. Crystal clear. We have to engage and influence our friends, family members, co-workers, and even some strangers to vote for pro-worker candidates.
But for the protests, this would not have received news coverage. The brutality is indicative of the treatment of people of color not just in the U.S. but hemisphere-wide.
This country is long overdue for a serious national conversation on the treatment of mental illness. Robin Williams' suicide is just the tip of the iceberg.
The police officer ordered us all out of the car. Shortly, another police car pulled up and two more officers joined the first.
Activists are mourning the loss of Norman Hodgett, who died in New York August 9. He leaves behind his beloved Kathy Rutkowsky and countless friends and comrades.