Saturday's verdict in the George Zimmerman trial has sparked national outrage, and rightfully so. And yet, with much of the focus on race, there is an accomplice to Trayvon Martin's death that has, to a surprising degree, escaped scrutiny and a seat in the dock- guns, and our lenient, permissive approach to them. The fact that it's a repeat offender makes matters even worse.
To understand why Texas' new anti-abortion law is an invasion of privacy, you have to know my friend. It's a sad story, and despite what Texas Republicans might claim, it has nothing to do with abortion. It does have to do with a woman's wellbeing, however, which is why his story is important.
In 2005, Senate Republicans floated the idea of altering Senate rules to eliminate the filibuster for judicial nominees. The proposal, dubbed the nuclear option, involved breaking Senate rules to change Senate rules. (The rules require a two-thirds vote for rules changes, but the nuclear option changes the rules by simple majority.) Democrats fought back against it furiously. Harry Reid led the fight, saying on the Senate floor: "I would never, ever consider breaking the rules to change the rules." Well, adjust your clocks to "never." Reid is now poised to execute the nuclear option.
New York City's politics has now gotten more titillating. First came news that Anthony Weiner, the Democrat whose crotch-shot sexting to a woman he never met led to his resignation from Congress, was running for mayor. Now comes the news that former New York Gov. Elliot Spitzer, who resigned due to his involvement in a prostitution scandal, is running for city Comptroller.
Buried deep in congressional legislative fine print is a clause which, pursuant to the Constitution, Article 1, Section 7, states that only the House of Representatives can increase taxes. The Constitution's exact language: "All bills for raising revenue shall originate in the House of Representatives."
Aaaah. Fourth of July. The Great American Holiday. Dead-solid-center summer. Picnics, baseball, watermelon, fifth graders flying past with red, white and blue streamers flowing from their bicycle handlebars. And ice cream. In the street. From a truck. Blaring John Philip Sousa. Where's the bad?
Fear mongering is quite lucrative in what seems to be a burgeoning "climate change industrial complex," where certain people benefit monetarily or politically in their promotion of global catastrophic risk due to catastrophic global warming.
Rick Perry's running for president again, which means we have to endure a bunch of talk about what he calls the "Texas Model." The rest of us call this the "Texas Miracle," or the economic special sauce of low taxes, low regulation, low spending, and tort reform that he says created boom times in Texas while the rest of the country struggled. Hire me, goes his logic, and I'll make sure someone hires you. Being president is good work if you can get it.
He gets under their skin like termites in a boathouse. Drives them crazier than Hillary Clinton and Yoko Ono dancing on a gay pride parade float. He's the itch you can't scratch. The thorn in the palm of their paw. The 3-inch scratch on their favorite Ted Nugent album. I'm talking about that hot new Catholic sensation, Pope Frankie.
Few papal encyclicals have been as anticipated as Laudato Si', and Pope Francis has not disappointed. The encyclical articulates a compelling moral vision intended to address the ecological crisis gripping our world.
Masters champion Jordan Spieth won the U.S. Open in a thrilling manner at Chambers Bay Golf Club. Afterwards he wished everyone a Happy Father's Day, which came off as a bit insensitive to people in Los Angeles. Father's Day is the most confusing day of the year for Kendall and Kylie Jenner.