A Farewell to President Obama

By Jessica Plair Sirmans Voting for Obama in 2008 was surprisingly easy in my then home of Houston, TX. No long lines, just in and out. Casting that vote was for me, as for so many Americans of every ethnicity … <...

How Obama the Candidate Became Obama, My President

By Charles K. Poole I’m tough on politicians. That’s because I’ve worked in politics and for politicians, so my perspective about what makes them tick is defined by having seen and heard too much while dealing with their...

Thank You, Mr. President: An Ambivalent Retrospective

By Mark Naison I campaigned hard for President Obama in 2008, cried tears of joy when he was elected, and yet found myself in almost immediate opposition to many of his policies–not all of which could be blamed on ...

The Kenyan-American President

By Jerry Ward Despite his being a lame duck, President Barack H. Obama did not quack in delivering his farewell address on January 10, 2017. He is too intelligent to reify a metaphor. Obama lectured on the centrality of ...
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January 20, 2017: Surreal Meditation

By Jerry Ward January 20, 2017 will be (____________________).  Complete the sentence.  Let the assertion be an example of sound signifying (just)(ice). Reporters and journalists are working overtime, seeking non-objecti...
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Cam Newton, and the Killing of a Mockingbird

  By Kevin Powell The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question. —JAMES JOYCE, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man   I’ve wrestled with alligators. I’v...
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Another Willie Cauley-Stein Chanukah

By Jonathan Miller It’s been a tough week to be a liberal Zionist in Kentucky. From the Cats loss to the Cards, to the POETUS’ nuclear noodging, to my own POTUS executing a Grayson Allen-like leg sweep to trip up &hellip...
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Russia: Reagan’s Evil Empire Rises Again

By Jonathan Miller Every generation has its seminal moment … an event whose memory is etched onto our souls. We not only remember where we were and what we were doing, but also all of the hues, fragrances, and melodies &...