When the president starts talking about voting rights for all Americans, heck, that's pretty exciting if you're a non-voting delegate. Until you realize he is not talking about you or the four million U.S. citizens you represent. Then it gets awkward.
When I met my husband in Suva, Fiji, seven years ago, I did not realize that the day would mark the end of my open admiration of Shania Twain, obsession over corned beef or giving freely without questioning.
We small islanders contribute the least to climate changing emissions -- yet we suffer most from the effects of climate change. We do not want your pity or your donor dollars -- we want industrialized countries to partner with us to beat these challenges.
This month, as President Obama prepares once again to address the nation, nearly 600 soldiers from Guam are returning home after a nine-month deployment in Afghanistan, yet they are being denied democracy at home.
There really is no one left to root for playing Survivor. (It's not like Rupert has a chance of winning. Get real.) The only thing left to make one tune it in is to see the inevitable fall of Bulbous Baggins, aka, Russell The Hobbit on Crack.