Essentially everyone I know has worked as a barista, including myself. So I understand that the barista is the unsung hero of the service industry. What I have issue grasping is why people insist on treating the slingers of their drug of choice so poorly.
Say what you want about Alex Gansa and the direction of Season 3; the producers still know how to mindf*ck with us every couple episodes.
The best part of this, that very few people caught, is that they are for now only going to sell the "plus-size" clothing online. Not at the stores. Apparently, Abercrombie has standards. The "fat, uncool" women cannot go into the stores. They can shop online, where they belong.
Yes, Richmond's got broken storefronts and skeptical suburbanites, but there's a vibrant, youthful, Brooklyn-before-it-got-upscale vibe here, and it's worth at least a few days to explore.
Voters have a right to know where the allegiance of their lawmakers' lies. They should be asking if their elected representatives have sworn to serve ALEC first. And if so, those should be the first to go.
From colorful socks to the ever-classic cashmere sweater, take a look at these top 5 fashion gifts for men this 2013 holiday season."
There will be so much written about Nelson Mandela in the wake of his passing -- about his personal history, the struggle for equality in South Africa, his political contributions -- but, I fear, there will be little discussion about his impact on the arts of South Africa, and the world.
My life and my heart were full -- a wonderful husband, three great children, a fantastic job with good benefits -- but in just one day I went from being a perfectly healthy 41-year-old woman to a breast cancer patient.
A political prisoner changed my life. That man, now free -- always free, really -- wore number 466 at Robben Island prison in South Africa. Today, he died. I know Nelson Mandela won't have the opportunity to read this. But I do need to write it.
Those who are hungry, those who are living unsheltered, those who desperately need what so many of us certainly do take for granted, are not animals in a zoo from which we all can learn. They are human beings who need our attention, resources and support.
Pope Francis' recent encyclical is sending shock waves around the world. In addition to exhortations to the faithful, Evangelii Gaudium ("The Joy of the Gospel") packs a scathing critique of "unbridled" capitalism and consumerism.
And DC is not alone. Nationwide, cities like New York, New Orleans and Atlanta have economic inequality rates so high that the thread that once tied these cities together -- the ideals of community and shared prosperity -- is now frayed.
Our credit card number has been stolen at least three times in the past six months. I blame it on my husband who regularly leaves the card at various scuzzy food joints. He blames it on me for shopping online. It's probably both or neither or just the fact that credit card theft is on the rise.
The pope is hardly alone in criticizing trickle-down economics. David Stockman, one of the architects of Reaganomics, was no pinko commie when he expressed grave second thoughts about supply-side economics. At least Francis did not use the horse manure analogy of John Kenneth Galbraith.
Part of the problem in D.C., and nationwide, is the stigma that comes from not pursuing a traditional, college-oriented high school diploma. Our obsession with four-year colleges is certainly one of the reasons why disconnected youth see dropping out as their only other option.
The evening began with singing of the Star Spangled Banner. There was a beautiful art show, with representation from nearly 30 Arab-American artists. The large reception hall resonated with Middle Eastern music, and tables were filled with delicious Middle Eastern food.
We live in a region that is blessed with such diversity; there are people of so many different races, creeds, and colors. But they all share one thing in common: they truly want better for their community.