Coretta Scott King

7:48am. I’m listening to Morning Edition and driving south on 101 in North San Jose. There’s a length of what looks like fire hose in my lane, the second from the right, so I move over one lane to the left  [more...]

One of my fears — phobias — is collapse. Falling. This is why I am preoccupied with the bridge collapse; I have some deep-seated fear of falling, of having something disappear from beneath my feet. I have  [more...]

I’ve been reading lately about the new Ann Coulter screed, entitled “Treason.” In her inimitable and insane ramblings, she contends that all liberals are treasonous by nature. I’m certain that  [more...]