From Hunter Biden's laptop to the FBI's recovery of top-secret documents at Mar-a-Lago, coming to terms with dueling realities may be our biggest test yet.
It seems every time I read an essay of yours I think it's the best thing you've written and then you come up with something like this. I wish this was a featured article in The Atlantic. Excellent.
There used to be a saying In the news business: you’re only as good as your last story. I like to think that each of my new stories learns something from the one that came before it. So I’m glad you sense some growth and improvement.
Thanks so much for reading. And for sharing such encouraging thoughts. I really appreciate it.
Thanks so much for reading it. It came from the heart.
Abbey Lincoln’s music reminded me that our time here is short and that we are stewards. That song really speaks to me. And I wondered if anyone would listen to it. I’m glad you liked it, too.
Thanks again for taking a moment to share your thoughts. I really appreciate it.
I remember the beads of sweat on the forehead very well! Now we should all be sweating as we watch our democracy torn apart by someone who cares only about himself.
Beads of sweat—that was definitely a thing. Nice to know I’m not the only one who remembers. These are trying times indeed. Thanks for reading today and sharing your thoughts.
It seems every time I read an essay of yours I think it's the best thing you've written and then you come up with something like this. I wish this was a featured article in The Atlantic. Excellent.
There used to be a saying In the news business: you’re only as good as your last story. I like to think that each of my new stories learns something from the one that came before it. So I’m glad you sense some growth and improvement.
Thanks so much for reading. And for sharing such encouraging thoughts. I really appreciate it.
Thank you for the excellent article. Clear insight as always. And Abbey Lincoln! Wow. Deeply felt.🙏
Thanks so much for reading it. It came from the heart.
Abbey Lincoln’s music reminded me that our time here is short and that we are stewards. That song really speaks to me. And I wondered if anyone would listen to it. I’m glad you liked it, too.
Thanks again for taking a moment to share your thoughts. I really appreciate it.
I remember the beads of sweat on the forehead very well! Now we should all be sweating as we watch our democracy torn apart by someone who cares only about himself.
Beads of sweat—that was definitely a thing. Nice to know I’m not the only one who remembers. These are trying times indeed. Thanks for reading today and sharing your thoughts.