Local voices chime in on a variety of topics.
Mask-up and see what’s happening – safely – at The Palace Theatre these days. The current show, “The British Rock Experience,” this weekend – limited tickets, lots of room between audience members, whole rows left empty.
I am a Postal Service employee so, yes, it’s very important that the Postal Service stays intact.
I don’t know what’s got me in such a skunky mood, but someone hung a wet sack of waterwolves around my neck today. And they’re squirming like a mofo.
I don’t have a lot of rules in my house. Ask my kids. I like to believe that common sense—as a rule itself—will govern most people, although I live with two adolescents hell-bent on proving me wrong. But the one rule I enforce: No Ouija boards in my house.
It is unfortunate that our campaign has been compelled to enter the angry politics of the day. We would much rather focus on a simple comparison between the qualifications and track records of the two candidates.
Kevin knows the threats that exist in our communities and supports the men and women in blue protecting our families, homes and businesses.
Covid-19 has absolutely torn this country apart and we are nowhere close to fixing it. As a dad, I am worried for my kids.
We are shining a spotlight on the amazing individuals, businesses, non-profits and groups that make up the fabric of our arts community and creative economy.
I unveil these old wounds not for sympathy, but because it may help you and yours. Your children may be walking the path that I once walked. They may need to be spoken to in a familiar tongue from someone who’s been there. Maybe this can serve as a deterrent. I’m all too familiar with this terrain, its landscape of pain and backdrops of humility.
The School Charter Commission – in less than one year’s work, spent nearly $30,000 in taxpayer funds to come up with a terrible ballot initiative of questionable legitimacy. And there continues to be questions about the actual language being too vague, and in layman’s terms, that means if passed is always ripe for more litigation and money wasted defending a poorly worded Charter change.
2020 has changed our lives in many ways. One thing that hasn’t changed is our right to raise our voices and uplift the needs of our communities on Election Day and beyond.
I see my aspiration to serve as District 16 State Senator as an extension of that call to love my neighbor. Who is my neighbor? Well, it’s everyone, really. But the wealthy don’t need help. They’ve always had a voice in Concord and I have no doubt they always will. I want to help the voiceless; Christina and others like her who need a helping hand.
This year’s election — already consequential — has thus taken on new meaning for me. A solid Conservative majority on the Supreme Court would mean the slow and steady rollback of the rights that I thought were inherent — rights that protect me from being fired, allow me to get married, and give me the ability to affirm my gender the way I see fit. Those rights are on the ballot in November. And our deepest fears are, too. Our lives are on the ballot.
Like many Americans, I watched the vice-presidential debate on Wednesday night, and when the fly landed on the flat screen, I got up from my seat to swat it off.
The COVID pandemic is affecting many communities but it is hitting women particularly hard. Over 805,000 women have left the workforce to take care of their remote learning children. Countless other women who are still employed fear that they will be punished for taking time off to care for sick children or family members.
Before November I hope that all residents of Hillsborough County will get the opportunity to get to know Michael like I do. If you do, you will find a humble, witty, caring, charismatic, and dedicated leader who will win your vote.
I find it difficult enough being a man, but it feels twice as hard living as a Black man. About 20-30 days ago I got evicted from my apartment. No warning, no heads-up. No clue that this was brewing behind my back. Ever since, I’ve been struggling hard, man. Yes, you read that correctly. During quarantine, working father of two got evicted.
Gardening is an obvious metaphor to me, for life. It is action and inertia, success and failure, roses and thorns. Every season I learn something new, or remember something forgotten. There are odds of survival and inexplicable failure to thrive. This is life on earth, whether you are plant or animal.
As a nurse, I have seen how Sununu, Trump, and DeVos’ failure to lead on school reopening is putting our students, teachers, and families at risk. Here’s how New Hampshire got here.
We have the highest incarceration rate in the world, so just by sheer statistics, there’s a great chance that you know someone who’s incarcerated. Outside of the greatly appreciated phone calls and commissary, what can you suggest to them that will give them the greatest chances of success upon release? Let me help guide you.