For those of us who grew up in Northeast and Roosevelt Mall area, the idea of a small plane crashing out of the sky at Friday rush hour on Cottman Ave is a terrifying sight. Thinking of and praying for everyone in the area
@DocStass I have a framed award from early in my career in my office. My newer colleague hesitated to say that was the year she was born. Don’t be embarrassed, I know how old I am and proud to have had a long career.
On October 7, terrorists brought RPGs into sleepy Israeli towns and fired on civilian cars for sport.
Do not for one second forget how this war started.
Last night, during my Uber ride, a conversation with the driver took an unexpected turn. He told me he’s Lebanese. I told him I’m Israeli.
What followed was a story that shook me.
He shared that he was a human rights lawyer in Lebanon, targeted by Hezbollah—not once, but twice—barely escaping with his life. Forced to flee, he found refuge in America, leaving behind everything he knew.
Then he said something that stayed with me: “Every day, when I hear the news of Hezbollah fighters being eliminated, I feel hope. Israel must keep going until Lebanon is free from their grip. They cannot stop!”
His words were powerful—heartbreaking yet inspiring.
The people of the Middle East—Lebanese, Israelis, Palestinians, Iranians, and beyond—don’t want war. We don’t want terror. We want freedom. We want rights. We want democracy.
This isn’t just a dream. It’s a shared vision, and it’s one worth fighting for.
No matter what happens, it saddens me deeply that rape, felonies, trying to overthrow our democracy, misogyny, racism and transphobia are somehow not deal breaks for 10’s of millions of Americans.