Cross-Posted from DeSmogBlogDave Cooper, Command Master Chief SEAL (Retired) for the Naval Special Warfare Development Group (DEVGRU), has authored a ...
The United States will be riveted on Dzokhar Tsarnaev when he goes on trial on Nov. 3, 2014, for allegedly murdering three people and injuring 264 on April 15, 2013, when he and his brother Tamerlan allegedly placed two bombs near the finish line of that day's Boston Marathon. Legal experts and scholars, though, might conclude that the first Boston Marathon bombing trial is more legally significant.
When current law supposedly protect us from our doors being broken into and our homes being invasively searched without a warrant it seems contradictory that our electronic items are now potentially open to unchecked law enforcement access.
For more years than I care to acknowledge, I have attempted to rebound from the emotional effects of a traumatic injury. And sadly, I must admit that I have far too often felt sorry for myself.
They said it about Hicks, and they said it about Carlin: they were not only comedians, but great thinkers. They were cultural commentators, who just happen to pepper in some d**k jokes for good measure.
Being a mother of three young children and a physician in a busy inner city hospital, walking is not my natural inclination. Running and running fast (hence the fracture) is the pace I like. But being forced to a walk was the greatest gift I could have imagined.
Just over a year removed from the attack on the Boston Marathon, we still know surprisingly little about the person allegedly responsible for its planning and execution.
We need stories like these--particularly in times of pain and anguish--to remind us of our capacity for goodness. While life is marred by acts of human cruelty and violence, there are also countless people engaged daily in deeds of kindness.
There's a saying in Nichiren Buddhism that "Winter Always Turns to Spring." After this brutally cold, long winter, as the first anniversary of the Marathon Bombings drew near, there was evidence of the truth in that saying.
A million spectators and 36,000 runners Monday turned the page and brought some closure to this terrible tragedy which lives on in our hearts and souls and comes forth through our tears and broken voices.
Dick and Rick Hoyt, you have inspired a new generation of fatherhood. Let us never forget your example, and let us always watch for ways where we, too, can make sacrifices for our children.
If you walk down Boylston Street today, it would seem as if nothing has changed. And yet, everything has. The memory is stained, embedded, and forever lurking in our collective consciousness. One year later, I find myself having fewer answers and asking more questions.
It was a perfect Patriot's Day in Boston, warm and sunny. The Red Sox had just won; jubilant fans poured out of Fenway and packed us in like sardines. And then there was a boom.
We wanted to make a donation but that didn't seem enough. So we decided to create an event that would help bring the running community together and raise a lot more money between us. The idea we had was for a non-stop running relay across America, all the way from the West Coast to the East Coast.
U.S. Attorney Eric Holder announced the federal government would seek the death penalty against Tsarnaev. But the death penalty, even in this horrible case, is unlikely to serve the interests of the people of Massachusetts and the taxpayers of America.
Sometimes in life we, as a community of basically good-natured and hopeful individuals, are thrown a very dangerous and tragic curve ball. Sadly, this curve ball affects the tapestry of so many lives