I'd find myself riding a bus with a friend's giant face on the side of it—a disconcerting feeling.
Couldn't believe it would be true but it is: Fascism knocks on Brazil's front door
Freedom has an asterisk the size of America.
An ink that could not be removed.
something something democracy something?
The ballot didn’t fit, because my hands shook uncontrollably.
I tell my students that they are lucky to be living through a period of such exciting democratic activity.
Now, we were going to have to go backwards. I was devastated.
After a short deliberation for a recount, it was officially a tie.