not one person involved in this assault would walk under their own power for the foreseeable future.

As the wife of a government employee worried about paying our mortgage and ensuring we are taking care of our 1 year old daughter, I have some thoughts for Wilbur Ross and Laura Trump.

I’m just a Nobody, but I’ve been thinking about Pete constantly. No one knows his struggle the way he does but I can empathize. I hope he finds the help he needs. I’m in the process of finding my own help and I envy the friends he has that have his back. He is so lucky and I hope he sees that, through the darkness.

It takes exactly zero effort to imagine this sort of spin applied to either (1) the migrant situation on our southern border, or (2) the state use of deadly force within our borders.

Since when are any of those villagers bound by American law? Since when in the history of ever can they be tried by our court system? And why the hell isn’t Chau being held accountable for his own reckless and self-serving behavior?

Dementia is monstrous, and everything is terrible. Much love and support to O’Connor and her family. 

The Flintstones “Sopranos” episode is golden.
Really thought that would be in your must watch.  

Being raised in a Catholic & Jewish family and watched Mr Rogers growing up, I always believed what he said is how every religion should be preaching.

All that and having a man he knew—even if the rest of the world didn’t at the time—was gay sing a song called “Many Ways to Say I Love You”

Damn right. I’m an atheist (sometimes a pretty militant one, depending on my mood), but if I had kids, I’d probably *make* them watch Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood. Yes, the guy was “preaching” but he was doing so with his heart and mind firmly set on reaching humanity, not just Christians. He was and remains one of my…

He touched many, many diverse lives — pretty much all of us who watched him as a child. But your own experience is especially poignant. Thank you for sharing it.

Mr. Rogers knew he was gay when they made this segment. Not only was he sharing water with a black man during the era of segregated pools, he was sharing water with a gay man during the era of active criminalization of gays. He told him he was proud of him. The rest of the world didn’t know until later, but Mr. Rogers…

I feel lucky that I grew up with him, too. My mom and my bro and I would act out Mr. Rogers Neighborhood skits and make fun sometimes, but we loved him and were addicted to his show. Also, I’m only not crying because I’m super high, it’s been a rough week for too many of us. (also, Rich, just hush)

Your post smacks of hyperbole to my cynical ears, but there is no doubt it is just simple fact.

Right? It’s not progressive through today’s lens, but it’s really the best he could offer back then.

Well, what do you think Rogers was going to do/say? Especially as the host of a children’s program in the late 1960s? It’s actually remarkable that he kept him on. In the mid-70s, my middle school fired an openly gay teacher because parents complained. Being gay was incredibly difficult during that time; Rogers’…

As a child of Black Muslim’s raised in the 70's, Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood was one of the ONLY shows I was able to watch. His kindness reached through the television screen and to this day I am still saddened by his death. My kids think he is boring as hell, but to me, he will always be a wonderful man.

I think your title misrepresents the body of the article, Fred did the best he could. In fact I’m quite comfortable saying he’s one of the best people to have ever lived. He is a paragon, and puts the rest of us to shame.

Agreed, he was a VERY good man and a very important part of my childhood. I consider myself lucky that I got to see his shows as they came out each week growing up. Fred was still a man, filled with faults and failures but he is STILL one of the best examples out there.

On the show, he would say, “I love you just the way you are.” One day I said, “Fred, were you talking to me?” And he looked at me and he said, “Yes, I’ve been talking to you for two years and you finally heard me today.” And I just collapsed into his arms. I started crying. That’s when I knew I loved him.