Trump and the Courts

As he lumbers from trial to trial,
Exuding great volumes of bile,
He says, “Can’t you see:
They’re picking on me.”
Self-pity was always his style.

As he lumbers from trial to trial,
Exuding great volumes of bile,
He says, “Can’t you see:
They’re picking on me.”
Self-pity was always his style.
The Italian American establishment’s hysterical response to Mayor Mamdani’s map of immigrant enclaves reveals a cynical politics of victimhood.
Many students arrive at college with dreams of creating social change, but the corporate pipeline diverts them. A democracy in need of their talent is poorer because of it.
Until we, as a society, reject the camp and its logic, it will remain a threat—and the linchpin in the entire immigration enforcement regime.
Of course fans roundly booed the president at the World Cup final: Damaging the integrity of anything he touches is true to the Trump brand.
Manosphere celebrities—including alleged sexual predators like Tate—are a symptom of a politically resurgent misogyny.
A man of few spoken words, on the page he was a marvel.