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Posts by Lamont Cranston:
- 2011: War on Women.
- Say NO to Internet censorship.
- Here We Go: Romney Has Millions of Dollars Parked Offshore.
- Obama airs first ad in Virginia.
- Stubborn Facts.
- How to Argue About Politics.
- ABCnews Blotter.
- The Book of Jobs.
- Andrew Sullivan: How Obama’s Long Game Will Outsmart His Critics.
- And the Word of the Year Is…
- Occupy Oakland Walks Picket Line Supporting American Licorice Strikers.
- My Guantánamo Nightmare.
- Hastle Me.
- Union Jack Newspaper.
- Transact Socially.
- Lying for the Lord.
- One Pissed Off Liberal.
- TSA Top 10 Good Catches of 2011.
- How to Clone Mineral Water.
- The Ten Dogmas of Determinism.
- Gayest Cities in America, 2012.
- Revolver Maps.
- How Austerity Is Killing Europe.
- In praise of a second (or third) passport.
- Find your philosophy quiz.
- Media Myth Alert.
- I Love Charts.
- Where Minarchists Fear to Tread, Part 2.
- Visual History of Financial Crises.
- Joseph’s Blog: The Carin’ Carpenter.
- Licking Lechers.
- Experts Baffled by Mysterious Underground Chambers.
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My wife and I attended An Evening of Prayer Tuesday at Mt. Zion Baptist Church in Pawleys Island. The special event was an ecumenical vigil for the victims of the Charleston massacre on June 17 at Emanuel AME Church at the hands of a moral idiot. For some reason, the vigil brought to mind the opening lines of Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities, one of the most famous openings in all of literature: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times” -- worst in this case because we who gathered there knew we were about to re Read on →
That my first visit to the Lincoln memorial in 48 years would bring tears was unexpected. Yet on a sunny September Sunday in 2012, at the feet of his massive marble likeness, staring solemnly upon the chiseled words of President Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address, salty drops dot my face. There is poignancy simply in standing where I scampered a lifetime ago as an unknowing four-year-old. But, my tears this day are for something more immediate – at least for me. This moment, the text of our 16th President’s second inaugural speech, and especially his Gettysburg Address fall this day upon a heart Read on →