
Hockey, Rabbis, and Cops
Three reflections. None standalone blog-worthy. But perhaps one of the three will provoke, nourish, or amuse you. Last spring, I went to a hockey game.
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Three reflections. None standalone blog-worthy. But perhaps one of the three will provoke, nourish, or amuse you. Last spring, I went to a hockey game.
Breakin’ rocks in the hot sun, I fought the law and the law won. Beside fascists and Calvinists, does anybody really like the law? This,
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It was the summer we emptied my grandparents’ house. My grandmother had died during the winter. Now, aunts, uncles, long-lost cousins, all descended on the
Right before lunch I went to see a parishioner at work. Her mother-in-law had just died. Her husband had been there with his mother. I
I was looking for writers, people willing to share their thoughts about Christianity, the church, and lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and queer people. I was
I am a fairly regular blood donor—which is sort of amazing given my squeamishness and dislike of needles. I find that if I look away
Twenty-one Coptic Christian men were executed in Libya last month by people claiming association with the Islamic State. The reverberations from this tragedy still echo
Then I said, “That’s why I can’t call myself a human being anymore!” The conversation had been about impoverished parents selling their children into the
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