The rule at Ground Zero has stood since 2012: no politician gets a podium. Just the names, 2,977 of them, read one by one.
Trump asked to speak. When organizers said no, he chose not to show up at all, headed to the Pentagon instead, where he would get a microphone.
Obama, Biden, Bush, and Clinton showed up anyway, with Michelle, Jill, Laura, and Hillary standing beside them, on the 25th anniversary of the worst day in this country’s history.
Four presidents chose silence over a stage.
OMG I’m downloaded an app called Be My Eyes, where blind people can call and they can ask anything like if an outfit matches or food is in date.
And I just got my first call!! A lady in US asked if she’d bought the right jam. She had. She was lovely. That’s so fcking cool!
September is African Immigrant Heritage Month — a time to celebrate the many African communities that have helped shape New York and our nation.
It was a joy to celebrate alongside African New Yorkers whose cultures and heritage are woven into the fabric of our city.
Africa is alive in every corner of New York: in the Nigerian bakeries along Glenmore Avenue, the shops of Harlem’s Le Petit Sénégal and the Egyptian restaurants of Steinway.
This month, we honor the African immigrants who have made a home here without ever leaving home behind. Our city is better because of them.
Sorry but this is the most self-centred, self-congratulatory, self-victimising ME ME ME post dressed up as mature reflection I've ever seen in my life.
Not one mention of the war crimes in Gaza or the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians. The whole thing is just all about her.