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Plutocracy Too Long Tolerated Leaves Democracy On The Auction Block, Subject To The Highest Bidder.

Why Is The Country Not Having This Conversation, The Kind Of Conversation That Requires The Politicians Who Are Responsible For The War To Be Specific To The Concerns Of The American People.

When I Was Growing Up, I Never Heard Anyone Pray, "give Me This Day My Daily Bread." It Was Always, "give Us This Day Our Daily Bread." That Stuck. We're All In This Together.

The Delusional Is No Longer Marginal.

Beauty Is An Expression Of That Rapture Of Being Alive.