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One hundred years ago today, Robert Francis Kennedy was born. Fifty-six years ago he was murdered in a hotel kitchen having just narrowly won the California presidential primary. Of the many events that brought us down this dirty pot mark road to our Trumpian dystopia the murder of Robert Kennedy is one that casts backwards like glaring red warning light. Do something about the avalanche of guns, America's firm belief that violence is always the answer to any problem,e

In August of 1999 I moved from the desolate state of Oklahoma to Des Plaines Ilinois. A half hour train ride away from Chicago. The...

The great sin of American life is race. Our forefathers,the most brillant collection of men ever assembled, foolishly declared blacks to...

In roughly six hours I will be boarding a plane that will after a two-hour flight My brilliant, gorgeous, most likely, probably is, wife...

In the spring of 1969 Americia and a 15-year-old boy were stepping out of the poisonous whirlwind of the previous year and into the...