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Why Saving Labour is leaving a trail of destruction.
Brexiters' stupid nostalgia will destroy everything young British kids have.
Britain's involvement in the war created a rolling catastrophe that laid waste to an entire country, and now we're throwing endless reams of fluttering paper into the wreckage.
Having a separate event for brown and black LGBTQ people may seem divisive, but we're not yet living in a post-racial utopia that somehow excludes Pride from prejudice.
I suffer from Bannayan–Riley–Ruvalcaba syndrome, which means I have a bad heart, dark blotches in my genital area, and a tumor-like growth on my lips.
How many more killings in Europe until they stop making the front page of the newspapers, until spectacularized violence becomes as unspectacular as a car accident?
This past weekend, a group of Syrian refugees was pepper sprayed at a welcome event in Vancouver. The attack follows a long tradition of racism in Canada.
Considering that the holiday wasn't even developed until centuries after Jesus's death—and has been protested by Christians as often as atheists—it's difficult to know how J.C. would feel about his birthday bonanza.
Blackmail and fear are the tools used to destroy freedom of expression. And beware, it is being destroyed.
A British host's social experiment may have opened a dialogue about homophobia, but he's not going to internalize the hatred, and that's a sticking point for myself and other gay people.