I am my father’s daughter in one very specific way—I have an eye for discarded, curbside furniture. When, upon close inspection, I discover that a piece is still serviceable, I wonder what the possible back story of its rejection could be. Was the fate of that Queen... Read More →

  My friend listened, neither smiling nor frowning, as I explained why abortion was an injustice. She waited until I finished. “That’s logical,” she said. “But it doesn’t make sense.” Never discount “common sense.” It’s what wins the day in politics and policymaking. Your... Read More →

Of all the euphemisms and half-truths used by abortion advocates, one of the most current is the call to “safe sex”—alternatively, the warning against “unprotected sex.” Of course people using this language are not suggesting abstinence. Rather,... Read More →

  Boys say when.  Girls say why. Boys get mad.  Girls they cry. I quote the chorus of an old song by The Producers, a band I listened to in high school. Although too young to understand what the words meant, I did wonder about them. Now,... Read More →

  As I sit looking out the window of my 6th-floor Manhattan aerie, I half expect to see the bat symbol spotlight panning over Gotham now that Batman and Robin, aka Andrew Cuomo and his sidekick Michael Bloomberg, have joined forces to save the City with their recent call for... Read More →

As has become more and disturbingly clear, while Cuomo eloquently talks the talk, his actions have left unprotected thousands of other people’s vulnerable mothers and fathers—along with their devoted caregivers. Read More →