Two women in very tight tops and very short shorts appear in silhouette - backlit by the halogen of a gas station canopy.
Politically moderate. Mildly adventurous. Always thinking (but not too hard). The Upstairs Project is Chris Congdon's blog.
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Two women in very tight tops and very short shorts appear in silhouette - backlit by the halogen of a gas station canopy.
Anger, sorrow and optimism after General Conference 2019. (and the worst urinal on earth)
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Badly framed and poorly focused, shot from the window of a moving bus, I’m not likely to forget the fleeting glimpse, imprinted in my mind, of those people about to lose everything.
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Defending the rich. Someone has to. (They should pay me for this.)
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more white people looking at the wall.
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‘the hell happened here?
Ask it as a question or just state the obvious.
The hell happened here.
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it's the kind of conflict that is characterized as “low-level” and “local” and it hardly makes the news here, but it isn’t low-level at all for the folks living and dying at ground-zero
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Mom needed to explain something about one of the other guests so that we wouldn’t say something embarrassing in front of everybody.
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The news industry doesn't respect us. They don't think we're smart enough to interpret events for ourselves, so they help us by inserting their opinion into nearly everything they report.
What should we do when the Nazis come to town and there's no Kleenex?
WARNING: includes that word that MSL prefers me not to say. That one that starts with F.
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The last call in that two-hour span came at 3:22 p.m. After that, it’s likely that he lost interest, and just as likely that he was too drunk to operate the phone.
I don’t know whether it’s our fault that the globe is warming or not. But there’s a short-sightedness on the side of the climate-change deniers …
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Was it adventure, optimism, oppression or depression that caused them to board those boats? Their individual stories are lost, but those were my people, those “huddled masses yearning to breathe free”.
We, the USA, are not just a member of the world community, we are a leader. Leadership is a tough position to be in because it demands that we occasionally insert ourselves into other people’s issues. Some will welcome our involvement and others will resent it.
I had some time to kill on a quiet Saturday morning in Des Moines, and so I went for a wander in our state capitol building. I practically had the place to myself. The security guys were bored and the woman at the info booth kept smiling at me in a challenging way, “Ask me anything. Go ahead. Make my day”.
we all have some prejudices we carry around - some stereotypes that we buy into - and someday, maybe unintentionally, we’ll let one out. We’ll expose ourselves for who we are, and we’ll be embarrassed. I hope that when it is my turn to be in that position, that there is some grace for me.
I wish that those on the right would stop asking me to be more judgmental than I already am, because I don't think that's a part of my Christian calling. And I wish those on the left would stop beating me over the head with the word “tolerance”, when they clearly have something to learn about the word, themselves.
to the ethnic hair police, let me ask this: when did it become taboo to experiment with elements of another culture that we find interesting?