The primaries last night herald a may-you-live-with-interesting-candidates type of curse. You already know about our neighbors to the south and the Daily Show segment thanking their gubernatorial race for providing priceless entertainment.
But that’s not all! In California, Carly “Demon Sheep” Fiorina won. In Nevada, the night’s looniest candidate not named “Orly” won the right to challenge Harry Reid. Sharron Angle has kind words for alcohol prohibition (a heady stance for the state that includes Las Vegas), backs wacky Scientology-based programs in prison, takes a Dr. Strangelove-esque line on water flouridation, and backs the deeply disturbing far-right Oath Keepers.
Pop the popcorn. The run to November should be entertaining.
Earlier this week, you may have seen the controversy over an elementary school in Arizona’s mural. The mural featured images of children who attend the school in Prescott, Arizona. It’s an ethnically diverse school. For two months, the artists had to deal with people shouting racial slurs at them.
Ultimately, the principal asked the artists to lighten the kids’ faces — and remember, these are the faces of actual children attending the school. Imagine how you’d feel as one of those children. Roger Ebert has an excellent essay on the topic.
As an additional thought experiment, I would ask you to consider the following: imagine a school in a lily-white part of rural Michigan was being asked politely by an advocacy group to include Black and Latino faces in their school’s mural. Imagine the right-wing pundits’ cries of “political correctness”. But when artists depict actual children attending a particular school, they’re met with open hatred. Sad is a word that does not go nearly far enough.
The death of legendary basketball coach brought to mind the passing of another legendary, beloved figure: Fred “Mr.” Rogers. Thankfully, a profile of Mr. Rogers in Esquire some years ago is available online now.
It is simply one of the greatest features ever written, and if it doesn’t deeply touch you, I’m not sure what to say.