The movie, the experience, the war, the horrors, the "victory" -- were much on my mind as I made my first trip to Vietnam last week. I -- and I'm sorry for the cliché -- felt like I was making a pilgrimage.
Fifty years ago this week, June 11, 1963, is historically unique in having four major events that shaped the tumultuous decade of the '60s happen on a single date.
While neighboring states such as Japan have ample amount of hard power and military hardware to keep China's ambitions in check, the likes of Vietnam and Philippines are far more vulnerable.
The same children that had no hope and dreams just a few years ago now want to be teachers, doctors, social workers, motorbike mechanics, home owners and so much more.
War should be noticeable. It should be about sacrifice. When there are men and women dying, we should be paying attention.
We are in a situation now in which allies have to trust each other. The time of allegiances is over. It is the time for alliances. True alliances. In which we help our friends defend themselves.
My dad is the understated, modest type who's reluctant to talk about his service in Vietnam. In fact, he will likely be irritated with me when he s...
In coming to a greater understanding of Christian masculinity, I am calling us to introspect and to adopt more fitting approach -- one that bears the fruit of Scripture's high calling, "reconciling the hearts of the fathers to their children, and the hearts of the children to their fathers."
The common element is death rained down from the sky, and drones take this a step further by leaving the inflictors of it safe back in the States.
Don't let the rocking chair fool you. Sure, Norm Sherman is sitting in it shoeless, but he has no real need of rest or relaxation.
This morning, it occurs to me as I type these words that this too, strangely enough, is a kind of ritual, a kind of filial impulse to reconcile Mother's world and my own. The solemnity of the act -- my fingers gliding on the keyboard, my mind on things ethereal -- is something akin, at last, to my mother's morning prayers.
The debate over fiscal responsibility has been muddled by the Great Recession; inevitably, perhaps, arguments over long-term fiscal problems have been conflated with debates over short-term recovery programs. Both debates have suffered terribly as a consequence.
Note: I wrote the essay below almost two decades ago, at the beginning of my life as a writer. It is collected in my first book Perfume Dreams: Reflec...
Catalyst Foundation has had amazing volunteers since July 1999. We have enlisted the help of hundreds of people from around the globe -- ones that found us during a random Internet searches, families that have adopted from Vietnam, young Vietnamese American college and high school students, war veterans, teachers and friends.
Before the Beatles or the Rolling Stones, Jim Hendrix, Bob Dylan and others, there was Pete Seeger. With his five-string banjo in hand, Seeger helped to lay the foundation for American protest music.
While Irish's devotion to the political propelled her to paint in Vietnam and France, it is striking how much this show does not scream 'political art!.' I think it is exactly this show's relative ambiguity, that makes it more interesting and more effective.