This supports something I have been saying for many years, to wit: Progressives act; conservatives react. Conservatives are constitutionally unable to initiate changes, especially big changes. They're much more comfortable slowing things down and tweaking things.
Here is Ann Coulter's latest column. I wish she would stop using the word "liberal" as a label for progressives or leftists. "Liberal" means open-minded, principled, and tolerant. Progressives are none of those things.
As a member of the LGBTQ community, I know the feeling of fear and anxiety because of being different and not quite fitting in.
I don’t want any group of persons to be left out or excluded from freedom and protection, and access to what they need to survive and thrive—especially in “Our Town” of Bellevue.
Children and students especially should never be told to, “go back to where you came from,” or that they are a “brownie,” in middle school or anywhere. Violence and hate crimes are on the rise. I applaud the Bellevue Police Department for efforts to bring communities together.
I add my voice to that of Sonali Sikchi, quoted in the article: “You just have to draw a line in the sand and say am I going to be quiet or am I going to do something about it.”
Addendum: Here's how dishonest "journalism" works. Everything anybody says is subject to multiple interpretations. When Donald Trump says something, the dishonest "journalist" (think CNN or the New York Times) chooses the most damaging interpretation and ignores all the rest. Instead of giving Trump the benefit of the doubt, they give him the detriment of the doubt. Instead of imputing good motives to him, they impute bad motives to him. Instead of being charitable, they're cynical and malicious. Instead of exploring the multiple interpretations, asking which of them are true and which false, which are reasonable and which unreasonable, they insist on a single damaging interpretation. It's despicable. This isn't journalism; it's propaganda. Its purpose isn't to enlighten an audience; it's to destroy an enemy.
I've been at the University of Texas at Arlington (UTA) for almost 28 years (since August 1989). Yesterday evening, if my memory serves me, I went to a UTA basketball game for the first time, in the beautiful College Park Center. The UTA men's team was in the regional final (i.e., quarterfinals) of the National Invitational Tournament (NIT). The game was in Arlington because the sixth-seeded Mavericks happened to be playing the eighth-seeded Cal State-Bakersfield Roadrunners. UTA was 14-0 at home, so I expected a victory. The game started slowly, with neither team scoring a point in the first three minutes. UTA's players appeared to be nervous and faced a 16-point deficit at halftime. They never stopped fighting, however, and closed the gap to two points with six seconds left. But the Roadrunners held them off, winning, 80-76. We had great seats; the popcorn was excellent; and the excitement was palpable. Congratulations to the Mavericks on a great season. We may attend a game or two next season. By the way, I didn't recognize a single person the entire evening. Not a faculty member, a staff member, a student (current or former), or anyone else. How weird is that?