"This book is not about the decline of the West," political scientist Ian Bremmer assures us in the introduction of his new book. "Nor is this a book about the rise of China and other emerging markets." Well, that's a relief.
If there is something lonely and frightening in these images, there is also something dream-like and remembered -- something fed by our own fantasies -- the desire for freedom and safety, the desire to provide for oneself.
Every visit to the White House is special, but there is something very exciting about witnessing this event. Perhaps it is because I am a painter and I understand the years of work that went into what they have achieved and I can rejoice with them in their successes.
Both Americans and Israelis must question the likelihood of success of an attack on Iran, and the potential for dire consequences. But the conclusion each reaches may once again differ significantly because of divergent starting points.
We can either live by the noisy standards of society or we can choose to do better. If we focus on the goodness of America -- on our shared values, aspirations and ideals -- maybe we will be able to share a vision and realize some of our goals.
Each time I land in America it's as if a gate to the new world opens. God and angels have told me that America is the gateway to humanity's future. It is where the choices that will determine mankind's future will be made.
In the post-9-11 era, one has been able to interchange the words "Christian," "conservative," "religious," "right," and "Republican" in one sentence without necessarily changing the meaning of the sentence.
At the conclusion of the screening of Red Tails, we came to our feet with thunderous applause. But we did not face the screen. We turned and faced the real Red Tails standing among us, a fitting tribute to the icons that shaped every American Airman serving today.
Why won't I say that this is the greatest land on earth? For starters, because no land is the greatest land. Greatness is a pie that all have a piece of, but none can claim as their own exclusive possession.
When I tell people I'm about to spend a year hiking trails from New York to San Francisco with my two dogs they shake my hand, wish me luck and congratulate me for living out my dream. But brows furrow and jaws clench when they realize I'm bringing a smart phone.
Two hundred and thirty-six years ago this week, a pamphlet was published in Philadelphia. Thomas Paine's Common Sense hit the American consciousness like a bombshell -- one which would reverberate for years to come.
"So residents of these three states, three states that comprise only a very small percent of the US population, three states whose demographics do not come close to mirroring that of America... are going to be the major deciding factors in who represents the Republican party." "That's right."
Every time I see a soldier in uniform at the airport, duffel bag tossed over his or her shoulder, waving a tearful good-bye to a wife, husband, fiancé, mother or father, my heart overflows with gratitude.