When the dog catches the car

I spent a good part of my youth in a small town in southwest Virginia. And in my neighborhood, many families had dogs, and virtually none of us had fences. So all of the kids grew up with each other’s pets. In many ways, the dogs belonged to all of us. It was a...

A Fascist Fight For Our Soul

This week I am writing a message to supporters of Donald Trump. I don’t mean the ones who supported him months ago. Those supporters really wouldn’t get this. I am specifically talking about the supporters who once could not fathom Trump as the Republican...