“Nation” equals identity. I’m an American! Hurray!It’s almost embarrassing to confess this, but yeah, that’s me (or used to be me), sitting back in my easy chair, waving a flag. My “nationality” is such a profound, lifelong part of who I am I rarely actually questioned it. At best I shrugged, then…

Breathe deep, sigh, embrace the next word: W-A-R.It doesn’t go away. I write about it far too often, and every time I do I feel torn inside . . . even though I remain personally safe from it (at least for now). Words can so easily turn the actions and consequences of war into abstractions, while…

“These are not social Dumocrats, these are hardcore, godless communists.” And they will “attack all religions, but in particular, Christianity. They always do. . . .“It's like crazy. They will close your churches in this country. . . . They will kill your people and that's what they're about. They…

When is the last time the U.S. government, or a fragment thereof, has truly been held accountable – not merely legally or politically, but morally accountable – for an act of violence, for its addiction to violence? Ever?And what might that even mean?These are not questions I’ve ever even asked…