At some point, life got in the way of this blog. And then at some point, I started an Ashtanga yoga blog, which has taken a lot of care and nurturing. But the spirit — and archived posts — of Beyond 140 lives on, in the form of a Posterous blog. I’d love to see you there. (I’d also love to see you at YogaRose.net!)
Thanks, as always, for reading.
As a subscriber to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention’s text service, I received a Valentine’s Day text that read: “Put UR heart into it! Take our quiz about heart health.” By replying “heart,” I received another text testing my knowledge of how often American have heart attacks.
This started me thinking about the effectiveness of text messages, especially as new media darlings Google Buzz and Foursquare
Even our feline friends are addicted to texting.
dominate discussions centered around how organizations can make effective use of social media to reach larger audiences. On some some levels, text messages can seem almost dated. No geolocation function? No sharing or posting?
But the power of a text message lies precisely in its simplicity — and I don’t think we have even begun to see texting’s full potential. Just consider the way text messages were used to rapidly raise millions for the recent Haiti humanitarian crisis. It’s unfortunate that there will always be humanitarian crises, but it’s heartening to think that the ways for people to globally support relief efforts is expanding in innovative ways.
And what about personal finances? Can text messages save me bill-paying time in the future? I’d rather send a text to pay rent than write out a check, find an envelope and drop the whole thing off.
Back to heart health. I think the text I received shows that the CDC is trying to maximally leverage its text messages—this time, incorporating a little user interactivity. For the record, I texted in the correct answer to the quiz question. Do you know whether Americans have heart attacks a) every 25 seconds b) 10 times an hour or c) 200 times a day? If you said a), nice work on matters of the heart.
Stressed? Who are you calling stressed?
I attended a guided meditation workshop at Hilltop Yoga this evening. The timing of the workshop before Thanksgiving was no coincidence — it was geared toward helping everyone find ways to reduce their stress levels during the holidays. My teacher, Hilaire Lockwood, did a brilliant job, as she always does, of connecting us to the deepest parts of ourselves. With her talking the packed room through various meditation exercises, the process of moving toward stillness seemed like the most natural thing in the world.
On my own, however, I find meditation, and being still in general, very difficult. If I’m watching my daily dose of The Daily Show or The Colbert Report, I’m probably also scanning TweetDeck or my Google Reader account. I do yoga (primarily, power yoga and Ashtanga) because it’s the best practice I’ve ever found to keep the world at bay and achieve true inner focus. I meditate best through movement.
With the guided meditation still fresh on my body, mind and spirit, I’m thinking about whether social media, which makes up an important part of my day-to-day life, can be employed as another daily tool to reduce stress. Whether it’s a steady stream of 140-character messages in the form of tweets, live news updates on Facebook or constantly updating RSS feeds, the social media world does not exactly promote focus. But as someone who finds a certain calm through movement, I don’t think the idea of social media and focus should be diametrically opposed.
Here a few ideas I have for using our favorite social networks and the like to keep the stress at bay this holiday season:
Use RSS feeds to help you do your holiday shopping more efficiently
For many of us, holiday shopping is a huge source of stress. Let’s face it, no matter what level of zen we can manage to achieve, it’s hard to be looking at the calendar on Dec. 19 and counting how many shopping days are left till Christmas, and it’s hard to maintain total calm when circling around the mall parking lot for the fifth time looking hoping for a spot to open up. Add gifts that need to be shipped and everything else, and high blood pressure seems inevitable.
I’m a huge fan of Etsy.com, the online store that features handmade goods from artists and craftmakers from all over the world. So when I find a store I like, such as this one, I subscribe to its RSS feeds so that I can see new products added throughout the year. Every now and then, something new catches my eye that I know would make the perfect gift. So I do a little shopping all year long, which takes some of the pressure off of the pressure-cooker months of November and December.
Identify yogic tweeters, and follow them
I get much of my news through Twitter, by having tweets sent to my phone. This is a blessing and a curse. I know I won’t miss any important news, but on a day when I’m running from one meeting to the next, or jammed with deadlines, it can be overwhelming to scroll through 35 tweets all about breaking local and national news, all about crime, the economy or military developments. So I follow Twitter accounts like @HilltopYoga and @shareyoga. I get updates from Hilltop Yoga about upcoming workshops, which gives me something to look forward to on especially stressful days, and offers the periodic yoga philosophy. @shareyoga tweets yoga breaks. These tweets help break up what can be a heavy Twitter stream.
Tell your Facebook friends how stressed you are
Inevitably, when I do a status update about how stressed I am, I get several comments from friends that either remind me to take a deep breath or make me laugh despite my bad mood. Status updates work every time. So if you’re pulling your hair out because you’ve got family coming in 48 hours, your place is a mess and you haven’t even started thinking about cooking, say so — you’ll have a lot of support.
Do you actively use social media to make your life less stressful? Given that Thanksgiving is just four days away, and I have so much to before then, I’ve love to hear any suggestions you have.
(Photo credit: Dave-F)
How did E.T. manage to phone home in 1982 with this set-up?
Ping.fm, which is what I use both on my laptop and on my mobile networks to update microblogging accounts, describes itself as a “simple service that makes updating your social networks a snap.”
It definitely delivers as promised. If only all services in life did that.
And even though I don’t have an iPhone (yet! — just a matter of biding out my current contract) and use a severely limited BlackBerry (my workplace has a policy of restricting access to a great many useful Web sites and disabling other features as well), I can post updates here too. There are times I still have to pinch myself when thinking about how many more communication options are open to us now compared with just a few years ago.
What are your favorite ways to take advantage of these advances?
(Photo credit: Mattingly23)
Is it me, or have you changed something about your look?
So here’s the thing — I don’t hate the new Facebook redesign. In fact, I kind of like it.
I must be joining all of about 9,773 people among the social network’s 175-million-strong ranks who aren’t up in arms over the redesign. The criticisms of the changes are numerous, detailed and widespread — so much so that there are reports even Facebook employees hate it.
The consensus out there is that the new look was inspired in part by the real-time stream of the current “it” network, Twitter — and I can’t deny that that probably has something to do with why I like it.
It seems to me that Facebook took a page from Twitter, FriendFeed and now-defunct Pownce in how it presents aggregated information about what people are doing and saying. The new Facebook stream gives more equal weight to the individuals and groups (in the form of fan pages) you want to be connected to — it’s no longer a friend’s status update here and a note from one of your groups way over here. When Mashable posts a new article, I see it in the same stream that tells me which of my friends just blew their March Madness brackets. This makes much more sense to me, because I use social networks to gather information, whether it’s about friends, trends or news events. If I’ve gone to the trouble of becoming a fan of a group, business or organization, I want to know what’s new there as much as I want to hear about what a former colleague is up to.
Believe me, I am no Facebook defender. When the social networking completed its last redesign six months ago, I was quite annoyed. Although the redesign aimed to keep pages from looking too cluttered (an especially admirable goal in light of how MySpace looked), I thought the changes ended up parceling out information over a greater number of pages, which was the last thing I wanted.
Despite the latest uproar over a rumored e-mail from Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg saying, essentially, that he could care less about user complaints, I can’t picture Facebook doing what Tropicana did recently and bending to the will of its customers. So unless we all feel like doing a mass-migration to Bebo, we’re going to have to live with this. Good thing everyone has Facebook and Twitter to vent their complaints through.
How about you? Will you be part of the user revolt? Am I wrong to not join the cause?
(Photo credit: Jacob Bøtter)
Zappos.com CEO Tony Hsieh sends his birthday wishes
Twitter’s growing up so fast. The microblogging site just celebrated its third birthday — and it’s 1300 percent bigger than it was just a year ago.
Mashable said this of the milestone: “Thank you Twitter for giving us real-time news, creating a community of Twitter application developers, and for giving us THE_REAL_SHAQ.”
@Zappos tweeted: “Happy birthday Twitter! Like most 3 yr olds, u make me feel happy, sad, surprised, overwhelmed. But in the end I still love u.”
So hey, happy birthday, Twitter. I’m sorry I thought you were incredibly stupid when I first heard about you. I was wrong, and all those people who were busy tweeting about coffee and weekends and politics and everything else under the sun were actually right. Without you, I wouldn’t have had the chance last Thanksgiving to talk about turducken with Zappos.com CEO Tony Hsieh. I wouldn’t have learned about the Detroit Pistons’ Allen Iverson trade before all my friends did. I wouldn’t have known about Creative Commons. Thanks for showing me how much can be accomplished with just 140 characters.
There’s an interactive you-be-the-journalist game at the Newseum in Washington, D.C. in which you race against another team to pull together the front page of a newspaper by answering sticky questions about what’s ethical and what’s not.
I’m thinking about this game because I’m thinking about the controversial police photo of pop artist Rihanna that leaked two days ago. The searingly tight shot shows Rihanna’s face with welts and bruises that were made, it’s widely speculated, at the hands of R&B star Chris Brown the night before the Grammy Awards.
As with a lot of news these days, I first learned about Rihanna’s beating through Twitter, and when TMZ.com posted its prize photo, I learned about that through Twitter as well, when someone I follow tweeted the link to TMZ.com.
This case offers a striking reminder about how little we need an interactive game at the Newseum to play a journalist, because social media lets us do that in countless ways large and small every day. In the past, the public at large would scrutinize a decision by a media outlet on whether to show the photo. Now, we are faced with a similar dilemma ourselves as we decide whether to tweet, retweet, use a Facebook status update or write a blog post to link to or embed such a controversial photograph.
Gawker addressed the journalistic ethical gray area by outing the publications that ran the photo (outlets that included Gawker), calling the photo a “media ethics lightning rod.” What about the rest of us? Shouldn’t this also be a social media question? I didn’t tweet or retweet the photo, and I’m not linking to it anywhere here — which means I can’t link to TMZ.com at all, since the photo is still on its homepage. But does that matter? I looked at the photo the second I saw that tweet — and if I had read a news story that didn’t publish the photo or include a link, I would have Googled it.
I think it’s also interesting to note that this was not the only controversial image that made headlines this week. The New York Post ran an editorial cartoon that appeared to compare President Obama to a chimp shot dead by police. I was at home sick for three days this week so I watched a lot of cable news shows, and it seems that just about every show invited guests on to talk about the issue — and rightly so. The publication of the Rihanna photo, though obviously widely covered, received far less critical attention. I didn’t see guests brought on to weigh in on the controversy, and I think it was a missed opportunity to discuss domestic violence and how media outlets handle — or avoid — the issue. Were we more interested in seeing this red-hot celebrity exposed in such a vulnerable position than we were in what made a man think he had the right to do that to her?
Earlier this week, a friend of mine tweeted this of the Rihanna story:
I’m really getting tired of intelligent men I know saying, ‘I wonder what RiRi did to set him off like that.’
That’s the kind of honest discussion we need around domestic violence (and MTV News does a fine job getting into it here). It would be nice to see more of it on national media outlets, but if we don’t see enough there, the power of social media is that we can make sure it happens ourselves.
Photo credit: Gawker.com
A hammered rose
Is there a more unromantic day than Valentine’s Day?
I absolutely adore roses, chocolate, jewelry and fine dinners — but I’ve never been able to show any love for this cookie-cutter holiday that encourages forced expressions of affection.
In that hopelessly sour spirit, here are my top three buzzkills to honor V-Day this year:
3. Bésame mucho, darling — as long as you’ve got good genes.
The Trib really helped set the mood with “The science of smooching”:
If you kiss your sweetheart this Valentine’s Day and find it especially appealing, credit the candlelight, the champagne—or maybe just excellent gene compatibility.
“[Kissing] is not just for fun and sexuality. You are passing vital information about who you are—your genetics, your temperament,” said Dr. Helen Fisher, a biological anthropologist at Rutgers University. “When you kiss you’re not just picking up if they’re a nice guy, you’re picking up if he’ll be a good father.”
2. Look, honey, I made you a ring all by myself.
Engadget’s cheeky little post on “DIY Screw-Nut rings replace roses, express affection” made me laugh, but I have to imagine that actually getting one of these rings in lieu of roses and wine would make you more likely to cry.
1. I hope you like this bouquet. It’s a special guilt variety.
In “Blood Roses and Deadly Diamonds,” Current Vanguard journalists travel to Columbia and Sierra Leone to show you the dark side of all those gorgeous bouquets.
So on that note, enjoy the rest of your evening with your valentine. If you still can.
When you read the headline, what did you think this post would be about? U.S. foreign policy, maybe? Former Gov. Rod Blagojevich’s delusional rants?
No, it’s about Microsoft. (I can see you now, hitting your forehead and beating up on yourself for not thinking of the most obvious possibility.)
But what about Microsoft? How about its inexplicable ad campaign trying to trick (I mean, persuade) customers using Vista into thinking they were really using a new program called Mojave? (As if that would fix Vista and all the problems it’s rife with.)
Or maybe Zune, which is Microsoft’s pathetic attempt to take on Apple’s iPod. (Impressively, Microsoft managed to have a Y2k-type problem at the close of 2008.)
Actually, in this case, what I’m referring to is Songsmith. Rather than set it up, I’m going to ask you to go straight to watching this video:
Read more about this Musak software freakshow here.
OK, before we enter that parallel universe, refresh your Van Halen memories with this:
And now, drum roll (just not one by Songsmith, OK?) please…
Check what happens when Songsmith meets Van Halen.
As these comments point out, it’s a bit horror-flick-meets-comedy-gold. (“EVIL. This can’t be real. This can’t be real. This can’t be real. This can’t be real. EVIL, EVIL, EVIL.” “True fact: Rhythm deafness, or anapoetis, is a disease recognized in most developed nations, except New Jersey.” “My wife just burst out of the bedroom half asleep and concerned for what the hell was going on. Was I laughing, was I crying?”)
At least Microsoft is good at something.
Ellis Island Immigration Museum
The Lunar New Year has me thinking about endings, beginnings — and cycles that don’t really have a beginning or an end.
My career as a newspaper reporter is over, and given the violent contractions that American newspapers experienced in 2008, many believe we’re witnessing the end of an era of the entire industry. Should I be relieved I got out when I did? There are times I can’t help but feel as if I moved out of town just before an earthquake hit.
I always had a love-hate relationship with daily journalism. When it was good, it was exhilarating to have a job that allowed me to learn something new week in and week out, to have the responsibility and privilege of framing an issue or an event. What I loved most was when fascinating people not only let me into their lives, but let me into their lives knowing that I was a reporter and would be writing about their aspirations and their darkest demons.
When daily journalism was bad, it was soul-suckingly bad — the long hours, the loved ones you neglected again and again. And for what? So that you could bust your ass for a story that maybe 25 people read? So that you chose your battles with editors, and still lost the ones that mattered most to you? I saw all the little and big sins committed in journalism — sometimes out of necessity, on occasion probably out of intent, but overwhelmingly because reporters and editors and photographers and copyeditors work on a deadline with limited resources.
I volunteered this year to proctor the writing exam that applicants to Columbia University’s Graduate School of Journalism are required to take as part of the admissions process. The J-School is where I started out in the magazine concentration and ended up being drawn instead to the newspaper track. A newspaper was pretty much the last place I ever saw myself working. I didn’t think I worked fast enough or acted gutsy enough to cut it in the daily grind — and maybe that’s exactly what drew me to the field.
After the final set of applicants took their tests this weekend, I realized I was both inspired and reassured that there are still people out there who want to study journalism. Surely, they’ve read about the unsustainable business models. Given all the layoffs and furloughs, they must know they’ll have greater job security, and can make a lot more money, in another field. And yet…
The applicants shrugged off all the talk about whether journalists will become irrelevant in a world increasingly populated by bloggers and citizen reporters. They refuse to see death when they look at the news industry — what they discover instead is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be part of a transformation, a new beginning. Even if news is eventually distributed only online and through iPhones, BlackBerrys and Kindles, the impact of the words themselves will still be the same.
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I think “The Bullets in My In-Box,” a piece in the Sunday New York Times about reporting on the latest war in Gaza, beautifully illustrates why we’ll always need good reporting and good writing — why we’ll always need good journalists. Ethan Bronner, who has written about the Arab-Israeli conflict for more than 25 years, walks us through how a war of language complicates a reporter’s ability to tell a story:
No place, date or event in this conflicted land is spoken of in a common language. The barrier snaking across and inside the West Bank is a wall to Palestinians, a fence to Israelis. The holiest site in Jerusalem is the Temple Mount to Jews, the Noble Sanctuary to Muslims. The 1948 conflict that created Israel is one side’s War of Independence, the Catastrophe for the other.
For every example you can point out about irresponsible journalism, there’s an example like this one — a reporter such as Bronner who has devoted his career to understanding entrenched conflicts. He’s a journalist who understands he must scrutinize his choice of who to interview, which telling detail to use, which example to lead with, which name to use. And he knows that no matter how well he does it, there will be someone criticizing him — and his field.
Reflections of a sort
I swore off New Year’s resolutions a long time ago because every year, my list involved the same general types of goals — get to the gym more often, make more yoga classes, get back into Spanish. Like so many Americans, I’d make headway for all of about three weeks before work and life inevitably got so busy that something had to give.
For some reason, 2009 has reinvigorated my resolve to — well, resolve. Maybe it’s because so many people around me have high hopes for year — a few because they passionately supported Barack Obama, some because they have a gut feeling, and others because 2008 proved to be such a personally difficult year that they have no choice but to believe 2009 will be an improvement.
I can’t deny that my enthusiasm for social media has something to do with it too. 2008 was the year that I discovered the potential and power of microblogging, blogging, feed aggregators, social bookmarking and all that good stuff — the year that I took the leap from reading and only dabbling in the Web 2.0 world to actually engaging it and integrating services and apps into my daily life. Reading Mashable is as much a part of my routine as checking out the top stories on Washingtonpost.com.
So I’ve decided to give resolutions another try. But I’m sticking to social-media resolutions. If this goes well, I’ll consider doing New Year’s resolutions in 2010 and adding goals that don’t involve social media — like losing 10 pounds.
1. Get more in tune with online music sites
I always get incredible music recommendations from friends and people I meet — I’m lucky that way. But that shouldn’t stop me from discovering new music on sites such as TheSixtyOne, Favtape, Pandora and Last.fm.
2. Pull together a podcast
I’ve been meaning to do this since I attended Podcamp Michigan 1. Still haven’t had the chance.
3. Open my heart to OpenID
I am a pretty private person, which is one reason why it took me so long to get on Twitter, start a blog, or even do something as basic as starting a Facebook account. As a former reporter, I feel far more comfortable handling other people’s stories than I do broadcasting aspects of my own life. But I’ve gotten past all that, and now, I can’t picture going back. Having a single digital identity across sites — whether it’s through OpenID, Google Friend Connect or Facebook Connect — that follows me around the Web is the logical next step.
4. Practice less moderation — at least for a while
An end-of-year Ars Technica titled “New social media tools, same old lesson: moderation” offered a good reminder about the pitfalls of spending too much time with social media. In fact, back in November I logged off for a weekend to prove to myself that I still could. That said, I’m far from the point where I’m putting in more than I’m getting out, and I’m looking forward to spending even more quality time maximizing the usefulness of sites such as FriendFeed and Delicious.
5. Get an iPhone already
Apple rocks my world, period. I’ve wanted an iPhone since it first came out, but I’m stuck in my current family-plan contract and I’m pretty sure my sister would have to kill me if I break my end of it. I need to whip up an escape plan — plus, I can justify it by saying that getting an iPhone will help me with my other resolutions, right?
Fish Rap Live! — the alternative humor paper at my undergraduate campus — might be my favorite newspaper name of all time. It’s brutally honest and spot-on descriptive as far as newspaper monikers go. In the newsrooms I worked in, reporters had no illusions about what the general public seemed to think of newspapers — great as fish wrap, birdcage liner, puppy house-training material. Other than that, newspapers were just the bearer of sensational headlines and the publication that got ink all over your hands. More of a nuisance than anything, really.
I thought about various disposal methods when the Detroit Free Press and Detroit News confirmed today that they plan on ending daily home delivery. It seemed almost anti-climatic, since news of the plan leaked last week and there had been rumors of this type of move well before that. The daily print editions of the papers will continue to be sold at newsstands and in newspaper boxes, but delivery will only happen on Thursdays, Fridays and Sundays.
Everyone knows newspapers have no choice but to move toward digital delivery, though I readily admit that I was among the guilty who didn’t think it would happen this quickly. The Christian Science Monitor’s October announcement of its decision to end its print edition entirely had to convince even the most skeptical, however, that it’s just a matter of time.
I watched Detroit Media Partnership’s news conference online today (of course), and to my surprise, I wasn’t sad or even nostalgic. As I’ve written about recently, I am seriously concerned about the scale of layoffs and buyouts in the newspaper industry. But daily home delivery? Though I still like getting the paper, I actually get most of my news online. I always have.
Not too long from now, kids will react to the concept of daily delivery of morning and afternoon newspapers the way I reacted when I first heard about eight-track tapes. Lifestyles change, and the news industry has to roll with it.
Now, figuring out what to wrap those fish bones in when there isn’t any newspaper around — that might take a little more time.
Photo credit: The Horse’s Mouth blog
I’ve got Kanye West’s “Love Lockdown” stuck in my head. This is not good thing because it reminds me of his performance on Saturday Night Live last night, which in turns reminds me about how much I dislike hip-hop’s Auto-Tune trend.
I think there are times when using technology to bend, break and boost your vocals absolutely works and might even be necessary (Thom Yorke’s disfigured voice on the experimental and defiant Kid A comes to mind). Rappers who can’t sing but figure they can fudge it with Auto-Tune? That’s just brings the industry’s self-indulgence to new levels of obnoxiousness — and not in an entertaining way. Auto-Tune makes for bad studio albums and even worse live shows — I mean, I cringed every time Kanye took a pass on the high notes last night. Why would he do that to himself? (Lots and lots of people disagree with me. Check out these comments, for instance. What I will give Kanye’s SNL performance is that visually, it rocked. He rethought that drab SNL stage, and that backdrop was sweet.)
That said, I’ve still got that damn song looping through my head. Time to get rid of this earworm.
I just received a New York Times news alert in my inbox reporting that Tribune, the Chicago-based media company that used to issue my paychecks, has just hired bankruptcy advisers to try to stay afloat. “It is only the latest — and biggest — sign of duress for the newspaper industry yet,” according to the Times’ DealBook blog. The Wall Street Journal says on its Web site that a possible bankruptcy-protection filing, which insiders believe could come as soon as this week, opens “a new front of trouble for the newspaper industry.”
When Hurricane Ike hit the Gulf Coast in September, I mainly followed developments through a @TrackingIke, a Twitter account constantly updated by reporters of the Austin American-Statesman. I found their updates to be more interesting, more informative, and more poignant than watching the same CNN reporters providing the same updates from the same exact spot hour after hour.
I’ve been tracking the devastation that’s touching down in newsrooms across the country in a similar way — through Twitter and Paper Cuts, a tremendous mashup that plots buyouts and layoffs, along with corresponding news stories and company memos, onto Google Maps.
As a J-School grad, it's painful to see this shifting landscape.
When I followed Hurricane Ike, it was in the way anyone does — out of general concern for the people (and the pets) involved. Tracking the severity and frequency of buyouts and layoffs in the news industry this year has been far more personal for me. Although I work in advocacy communications now, I started out my career in journalism, and spent seven years doing the daily grind in newsrooms in Massachusetts and Connecticut.
The Hartford Courant, part of the Tribune chain and the last newspaper I worked at before moving to Michigan and switching careers, announced earlier this year that it needed to cut a quarter of the newsroom. I remember a friend e-mailing me a list of who had taken the buyouts. There were so many names. I just kept scrolling and scrolling, wondering who was left to put out the paper and keep the Web site humming.
The storm — which ended up including buyouts and layoffs — passed through, and The Courant, which likes to remind the public that it is the country’s oldest newspaper in continuous publication (“older than the nation,” as the line goes), kept on publishing. As with any community after a calamity, the people left had to rebuild and move on, and my friends there continue to do great journalism, whether it’s good old-fashioned Fourth Estate reporting or providing the public with data on demand.
In more recent weeks, it seems as if grim news is announced increasingly frequently. In Lansing, Mich., where I work now, the Lansing State Journal was forced to make the difficult decision to lay off a total of 31 employees this past week in response to a weak economy, and as part of parent company Gannett’s national directive to reduce payroll by 10 percent. These layoffs follow cuts at Booth newspapers around Michigan.
When Hurricane Ike did its damage, CrisisWire — an aggregator that pulls content about disasters from Flickr, Twitter, news sites, blogs and other sources — hadn’t been launched yet. But it’s here now, and recently covered the Santa Barbara fires. On some level, I think it would make sense for CrisisWire to expand its definition of crisis and cover the newspaper industry layoffs — it’s a cliché, but true, that good journalism strengthens and protects democracy. The scale of these cuts is should be seen for what they are — a loss to a community as devastating as any storm.
Beyond 140 