Today, I did something foolish: I got into an argument with people on the Internet. You think I would learn, but I’m stubborn, and when I see something ignorant, sometimes I don’t resist the urge to step in and clarify. 493 more words
Are we really two months into 2015 already? On the one hand, it feels like the year is flying past. But on the other hand, it feels like we’ve already done a lot of things in this still relatively new year. 588 more words
Ammon Hennacy, godson of Dorothy Day, was picketing and protesting war taxes in Phoenix. It was 1949, and folks out west had little experience with political gadflies like Ammon, so they hauled him into the police station.