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Metro Needs A Regional Tax

Commentary - Thu, 08/31/2017 - 12:25pm
By Phil Mendelson

Democracy dies in the darkness, while Metro dies in the shadow of regional parochialism…The opinion response the Washington Post doesn’t want to publish

How could the District be so un-regional that it won’t support a regional tax to fund Metro’s deferred capital needs? [The District’s Death Wish for Metro]

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The View From the South Hall

Commentary - Wed, 08/30/2017 - 12:55pm
By Bill Glasgow

After the Eastern Market fire, emergency legislation was passed to close the 200 block of 7th Street to accommodate the non-food vendors. This was the right thing to do. The non-food vendors could not set up next the Eastern Market building with all the construction going on, for obvious safety reasons.

When the Merchants left the East Hall and moved back to Eastern Market, the street remained closed, even though the non-food vendors had all their pre fire space available to them.

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Nearing Death Awareness

Commentary - Fri, 08/18/2017 - 12:52pm
By Anonymous

Nearing death awareness is the mind and

        heart going home, revisiting people and

Places and things: the experiences that have

        imprinted in and on each person’s mind:

A collage of life and living that accumulated

        as each person lived and grew:

Memories, then, that randomly became me…  

        but that just as well could be you.

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Will AI Learn To Sing?

Commentary - Mon, 08/07/2017 - 3:04pm
By Anonymous

Arguments drive the world of Man.

     Demonstrable—what’s plain to see—

Should always win. We know that’s true.

     But what should be’s not always done.

Math, logic, science, evidence,

     these bare the facts we should believe,

And mostly we accept those truths—

     strict disciplines do often sway….

But Man is art not science, yet,

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I Met God

Commentary - Fri, 07/14/2017 - 10:49am
By Anonymous

I met God. She was standing on a corner.

     Her appearance could not be a fantasy.

She stood there wearing nothing more than rags,

     rags conjured up from rended majesty.

I was buying donuts for a treat.

     Clearly, she had not a thing to eat.

I stood there in the judgment of her gaze

     caught rich in all I'd learned to seek and prize.

She stood her ground with absolutely nothing

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