“Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.” – Matthew 5:48 (KJV)
Anyone who has read any of my “Skeptic’s” columns, especially those published after the last disastrous presidential election, will know that one of my favorite targets is a group I refer to variously as “boutique progressives” or “liberal purists”, the latter term borrowed from Bill Maher, who has the same grievance against progressives. What (Bill and) I mean by that are liberals, left-wingers, progressives who insist that a political candidate, in order to be worthy of our support, absolutely must conform to every principle, every jot and tittle, of progressive ideology, without exception. They must, in other words, be ideologically perfect, i.e., the kind of perfection demanded of Chri
“I'm not going to die, I'm going home like a shooting star.” The Narrative of Sojourner Truth Sojourner Truth and Olive Gilbert
Ain't I a Woman is posted here today in honor of Black History Month (February)and International Women's Day (IWD), coming up on March 8.
One of the many guises in which poetry presents itself: American actress Alfrie Woodard delivers New Yorker Sojourner Truth's spontaneous speech, Ain't I a Woman. Sojourner gave this speech at the Women's Convention in Akron, Ohio in May of 1851.
SOJOURNER TRUTH (1797-1883)
African-American Abolitionist and Women's Rights Activist
Black History Month is an opportunity to remember and celebrate the people and events of the African Diaspora.
Two sites to visit for this celebration:
For the last several weeks, I have been following the news out of the UK about the Parliament’s vote on PM Theresa May’s foredoomed plan for Brexit, including one installment of “Prime Minister’s questions,” which, for obvious reasons, centered on the still-falling debris from the May government’s unprecedented 230-vote blow-up of Mrs. May's Brexit deal. It had all the tragic dignity of, say, Sophocles’ Oedipus trilogy: you know what is going to happen, but for that very reason, you simply cannot bring yourself to avert your gaze. I was all the more horrified because, knowing the Parliament vote was imminent and that it would be followed by the 29 March deadline imposed by Article 50 of the Lisbon Treaty, I had begun some weeks before to read about the European Union (EU), Brexit, and