My daughter is 28 months old. She is my only child. It is my hope for her that her life will bring her joy, independence, and fulfillment.
Many people, including my parents, critique my parenting style. My favorite quote from my parents is, "We raised you, didn't we?"
Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but the choices they made while raising me did more to harm me than to help me.
And just as passengers arrive at a Hawaii airport to be wreathed in leis and warm smiles, Progressiveu.org welcomes me too with a friendly and informative email. This isn't the first time I've written a blog entry; I've had a xanga and occasionally post some random squibble on facebook or myspace.
Today, while spending two hours in the laundry room while half asleep, I started contemplating what it means to be courageous. Courage, in my experience, has been equated with facing your fears and taking chances. Pretty simple, right?
Yes, I have some extreme political views that are way out there. And my support for Prohibition is one of them. I think the case for Prohibition is actually a really simple and just plain commonsense one.
The image is a famous one. The image of 'Tiananmen Square' that comes to mind for most people is usually just one: the image of one man standing boldly in front of a line of tanks. Who was he? What was his fate? Was there a point in what he did?
Are efforts to establish racial equality responsible for our current financial crisis?
It seems like a stretch to even attempt to link two such divergent topics, and yet, there seems to be a substantial case of cause and effect betwixt the two.
Recently I sent a personalized e-mail to every single one of my friends telling them exactly why I considered them to be my friends.
Toddlers must learn two languages. First comes baby language ( which parents adore) then english.
