I had planned to write about something else for today’s posting. It will have to wait. It wasn’t the most important news item of next week. What I’m asking you to explore with me is! Continue reading My Roots Are Showing (And They Are Angry)!
Today is Labor Day in the United States and Canada (except in Canada they spell it Labour). Like most progressives I’m pro-union and certainly pro-labor. Part of that I’m certain has to do with where I grew up. I was born in Buffalo, New York and raised in one of its adjacent suburbs, Cheektowaga. Arguably Cheektowaga’s main street is Union Road and my high school alma mater sits on it to this day. Continue reading A Labor Day Thought
Some of the best things that happen in life happen by accident. Theodore Roosevelt becoming the President was an accident. He was sworn into office on September 14, 1901 at the Wilcox Mansion in Buffalo, New York following the assassination of William McKinley becoming the 26th President of the United States of America, and at 42 years of age, the youngest ever. Despite the rhetoric of presidential candidates, running mates are never chosen because the candidate legitimately feels they are the second best qualified person in the country to sit in the Oval Office. (Does anyone really think John McCain felt Sarah Palin was the next best qualified to him?) They are chosen for political reasons. Continue reading The Enshrinement Of Theodore Roosevelt