As with many elected officials I protected for nearly two decades as a police officer, my interactions with him were limited, I do remember when he and I were alone in a elevator and he pretended he didn’t know who I was after my congregational testimony. I will never forget his betrayal to me and my colleagues.
I am grateful that the rule of law prevailed in my defamation case against Patrick Byrne.
The court’s order which you can read for yourselves speaks for itself.
“the most plausible explanation is that Defendant is not credible, fabricates awesome and farfetched narratives to garner attention in the media, and fabricated the defamatory story at issue in this case to damage Plaintiff’s reputation.” (Page 14 of the order.)
When I heard about Senator Graham’s death last night, the first thing I thought about was not all the things he said and did in service of Donald Trump. I thought of the time before Donald Trump when he was a brother to Senator John McCain.
A time when senators from different parties could fight about politics and still be friends. A time when a conservative Republican from South Carolina could say of my father: “If you can’t admire Joe Biden as a person, you’ve got a problem. He’s the nicest person I’ve ever met in politics. As good a man as God ever created.”
That is the Senator Graham I will remember today. Not because I have forgotten what came after. Because in that memory there is hope. Hope for a country where brothers can fight like hell over policy and still share a meal, and a laugh, and the loss of the people they love.
I will choose to remember the time before Trump. Because I believe in an America after Trump.
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Ben Sasse has announced during an interview this week that his tumors have shrunk by 80% thanks in part to a new cancer drug
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Unfortunately, the winds of war are blowing once again in the Middle East, in Ukraine and in many other parts of the world, sowing violence, terror and death, and once again affecting many innocent people. Let us not allow these winds to extinguish the flame of hope and peace, even when it seems fragile and flickering.
I renew my hope that we will persevere on the path of dialogue, encounter and diplomacy. This is the only path capable of leading to a just and lasting peace, in which peoples can live in reconciliation, mutual security and respect for the dignity of every person.
This image is from today. A Black woman sits on the DC metro as masked white nationalists prepare to march on our nation's capital.
This is America's 250th anniversary. REUTERS/Cheney Orr
Powerful moment in Lampedusa today as the Pope Leo climbs to the highest rock overlooking the Mediterranean where thousands of migrants drowned while seeking a better life.
@4HumanUnity@FoxNews This is so stupidly political!
Even our local Nexstar-owned TV newscasters are advising us to keep the thermostats at 78 degrees for the sake of the grid.
Our Declaration of Independence and Bill of Rights summed up beautifully by the first American Pope, Pope Leo XIV, and reaffirmed as universal truths for Americans and Catholics across all nations.
My father's words continue to ring true nearly 60 years later. This Independence Day, we haven't forgotten about the freedoms behind the fireworks.
Let’s pause to remember the core values our nation was founded on 250 years ago: due process, the rule of law, and the freedom of speech. Today, these very principles are under fire.
It’s easy to think that constitutional violations only happen to others, but when one group's rights are compromised, everyone's freedom is at stake. The liberties this holiday commemorates deserve more than just one night of celebration, they deserve our active protection.
Stand with us this Independence Day, every gift keeps the fight going: https://t.co/5NsClQuc3r
A few hours after the conclave that elected Pope Leo XIV last year, I was standing in the courtyard of the Augustinianum, the headquarters of the Augustinian Order to which Robert Francis Prevost belongs, just a few feet from St. Peter's Basilica.
I had just finished helping out ABC News (we were, providentially, using the rooftop of the Augustinianum) and they wanted to interview me about the new pope "on the street." I was quite moved by his election and actually wept after we had finished up the coverage on the set.
It was around 9 PM, and people were already coming to the Augustinianum to snap photos of the "former home" of the new pope. One group of sisters posed by the sign affixed to the outside of the building.
Not surprisingly, in addition to many reporters, I was standing among several excited black-habited Augustinians in the courtyard.
I said to one, dressed in a clerical shirt, "Are you an Augustinian?" "Yes!" he said. "Congratulations!" I said.
An American, he was very friendly and very excited. We joked a bit about having a Jesuit pope and now an Augustinian pope.
Then I said, "Do you know him?"
He said, "Who, Bob?"
I laughed and said, "Yes, I guess: Bob."
"I've known him for 40 years," he said.
I said, "I know him a little from the Synod, and he seems wonderful, but what's he like?"
"Oh well," he said, "you know we elected him twice as Prior General: the first time because we really liked him; the second time because he had done a great job." (Being elected twice as superior general by your brothers in a religious order is some feat.)
"But what's he like?" he said, repeating my question. "Bob is smart, kind, humble, a hard worker, a great listener, quite reserved, close to the poor, and beloved by our men. Everyone loves Bob."
Then he paused.
"But he's no pushover."
I think we saw that today.