I was going to ridicule Nellie's gushing homage to Fetterman, with the usual "stopped clock" analogies but then a thought struck me........despite our political differences, truth has to matter. So if Fetterman - who really has no business being a US Senator - does something right and noble and courageous, shouldn't we all know about it and be able to laud him for it? Even if it's the one good thing he did. There are a lot of divisions in America. But if we can agree on truth - not "your truth" or "my truth" but actual, irrefutable facts, wouldn't that go a long way to healing our fractured nation? I think it would. And, even if I sometimes disagree with things offered by Bari's Free Press, I absolutely love her fearless pursuit of the truth. There is an awakening in America - and the world - and Bari is a big part of it. I'm grateful for Bari's courage and proud to have been a subscriber almost from the beginning because free Americans need a truly Free Press. Our Founders knew that, right from the start.
I am grateful that I ventured to India in 1995 to meet Mother Teresa. I’m grateful that I returned to Calcutta various times thereafter. I’m grateful that I met a 4-year-old totally blind, autistic orphan girl there in 1997. I’m grateful that that girl became my daughter in early 2001. I’m grateful that my daughter lived with me for 15 years. I’m grateful that she is now living serenely in a highly specialized residential center/school where she gets 24/7 care and where I spend practically every weekend with her. I’m grateful for one of the greatest blessings of my life, my 30-year-old daughter who knows only love and has never done anything unkind to anyone.
I also am pleasantly surprised by Fetterman. You know who else is supporting Israel? Damn near every Republican in the fed govt and Christians across the country. I look forward to next week’s TGIF where Nellie talks about how she has really come around to liking and admiring all of them.
I am grateful for my first sip of coffee in the morning, my last sip of wine at night and everything in between!
I am grateful for the Free Press for confirming there are other critically minded people out there so I am not alone and for Nellie Bowles for making me laugh every Friday.
I am grateful for America and look forward to the day when more people realize they should be too.
I’m grateful for many things, starting with my amazing family. I’m grateful that I had 26 years (not 25, 15, 5 or none) with my beautiful son Bradley, who died from an accidental overdose in 2020 but whose incredible spirit and energy live on in his adorable baby girls and in his 9 loving siblings. I’m grateful for our courageous military and first responders. I’m grateful for Michigan and Wrecker football. I’m grateful that we live the greatest country on Earth. I’m grateful for The Free Press and Honestly -- especially Bari and Nellie for being so freakin brilliant and awesome, but for everyone who brings us so much terrific journalism and so much thought-inducing content. I’m grateful that my “greatest generation” parents taught me moderation (mom) and accountability (dad) so that I can pass those critical things on to my children and grandchildren. I’m grateful for our Constitution and Bill of Rights. I’m grateful for our 6 rescue dogs and 5 rescue cats. I’m grateful for early mornings. I just plain grateful for the opportunity to live my life.
> some of you are Christian homeschoolers with enough kids to make it qualify as a commune
I never comment here, but you got my number this time, so I feel obligated. Unfortunately, I have nothing insightful to say. But I’m here! Thanks, y’all, for doing real journalism. Love from Georgia.
I am staying with family in Utah with my twin infant sons while we wait for things to get safer at home in Israel. We have a safe place to stay. Our families are alive and well. My husband hasn’t gotten called to the reserves and our family members who are in the reserves are safe. We have everything we need and more. Praying for a safe release of the hostages, especially the children, and for a just and quick end to this terrible situation.
My book of the week is a fairy tale called ‘Transel and Gretel’ written by the Brothers Groom.
It’s about two kids who get lost in the woods and are taken in by a public school teacher with a house made of candy. Instead of wanting to fatten them up and eat them she just wants to mutilate their genitals.
You may also want to read ‘Cancel and Gretel’ which is a book about what happens to the publishers of ‘Transel and Gretel’ after they release it.
I thank God every day for the luck and privilege of being born in the US. Many of us know how lucky we are but sadly millions do not appreciate what they have and it was through plain dumb luck. The ability to post here and elsewhere and speak my mind, and make feeble attempts at humor WITHOUT FEAR of retribution. And to get into robust arguments and have a beer afterwards and realize that friendship and family transcend differences so long as we focus on what really matters and practice what we preach about diversity ( in all matters).
There is something deeply off-putting about giving credit to John Fetterman for finally getting one thing right especially when it is the easiest possible thing to get right.
He’s still going to support the importation of Muslim extremists to the United States because of diversity and equity so don’t rest too easy.
There have been a couple of tragedies in my church family last week. At these times you discover how people have been living quietly desperate lives. Church members jump in to help sort out their lives, plan funerals, see that their needs are being met. Then you discover details about their circumstances and are shocked at how they managed to get along, show up for choir practice, always have a brave face.
I could say I am grateful my life doesn’t have such circumstances. But I am more grateful that my husband and I have the resources and time to help these people through their tragedy and right their ship. I am grateful there are others in my church who pitch in every time there’s a death, an accident, a sickness. This little community keeps me sane in a world gone mad.
First ,as a French woman, I am going to pout in the corner, regarding your comment about Europe T^T.
Ok, this matter being over, let me tell you what I am grateful for :
I am grateful for having a loving partner (who does all the cooking, thus preventing me from poisoning the whole family), two adorable young children (3 yo and 3 months old), a stable job.
Also, I am grateful for leaving in a country where the cheese is not shitty. Take that, America !
I’m grateful, for the time being at least, for the 1st amendment and our freedom to speak our mind. So that I can remind you that this America that we love so well, is in grave danger from not only China, Russia and Iran but from the poison that has been fed to our youth and the masses. This dangerous amnesia about radical Islam and Arab colonialism injected under the cloak of woke, may truly have the ability to shake our foundations from the inside. Just ask the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.
I realized recently that I am grateful for TIME. I was a screwed up mess as an 18 year old foster kid being "emancipated." My self worth was zero, my behavior was criminal, my decisions were infantile. But by the sheer luck of living long enough to learn and by meeting people who were better at "life" than I was and being invited to join them on this journey, I matured. I became a better person, a passable husband, a good provider, a loving father, and some have told me a "role model." I am so grateful to have lived long enough (I am 77 ) to be actually proud of my life and what I've become. This also gives me a modicum of hope for young people today. But only a modicum.
I am grateful to have won the life lottery, living in an imperfect country but always striving for a more perfect union. I am grateful for the open, thought-provoking, conscience-raising colloquy of the Free Press Community, and its mothers, Bari Weiss and Nellie Bowles. For the commenters, who know so much more than I and share freely, informatively and so very often, with such good humor.
Finally I am grateful for the 56 years of joy, pain, adventure and laughter With my husband who shuffled off this mortal coil this year. But in exiting stage right, he left with characteristic humor and a great laugh line at his memorial: “It’s really rude of your mother to outlive me.” God bless him. God bless us all as we try every day to be our best selves in a chaotic world.
I’m grateful my grandson, an IDF combat engineer, helped blow up Hamas tunnels.
I was going to ridicule Nellie's gushing homage to Fetterman, with the usual "stopped clock" analogies but then a thought struck me........despite our political differences, truth has to matter. So if Fetterman - who really has no business being a US Senator - does something right and noble and courageous, shouldn't we all know about it and be able to laud him for it? Even if it's the one good thing he did. There are a lot of divisions in America. But if we can agree on truth - not "your truth" or "my truth" but actual, irrefutable facts, wouldn't that go a long way to healing our fractured nation? I think it would. And, even if I sometimes disagree with things offered by Bari's Free Press, I absolutely love her fearless pursuit of the truth. There is an awakening in America - and the world - and Bari is a big part of it. I'm grateful for Bari's courage and proud to have been a subscriber almost from the beginning because free Americans need a truly Free Press. Our Founders knew that, right from the start.
I am grateful that I ventured to India in 1995 to meet Mother Teresa. I’m grateful that I returned to Calcutta various times thereafter. I’m grateful that I met a 4-year-old totally blind, autistic orphan girl there in 1997. I’m grateful that that girl became my daughter in early 2001. I’m grateful that my daughter lived with me for 15 years. I’m grateful that she is now living serenely in a highly specialized residential center/school where she gets 24/7 care and where I spend practically every weekend with her. I’m grateful for one of the greatest blessings of my life, my 30-year-old daughter who knows only love and has never done anything unkind to anyone.
I also am pleasantly surprised by Fetterman. You know who else is supporting Israel? Damn near every Republican in the fed govt and Christians across the country. I look forward to next week’s TGIF where Nellie talks about how she has really come around to liking and admiring all of them.
I am grateful for my first sip of coffee in the morning, my last sip of wine at night and everything in between!
I am grateful for the Free Press for confirming there are other critically minded people out there so I am not alone and for Nellie Bowles for making me laugh every Friday.
I am grateful for America and look forward to the day when more people realize they should be too.
I’m grateful for many things, starting with my amazing family. I’m grateful that I had 26 years (not 25, 15, 5 or none) with my beautiful son Bradley, who died from an accidental overdose in 2020 but whose incredible spirit and energy live on in his adorable baby girls and in his 9 loving siblings. I’m grateful for our courageous military and first responders. I’m grateful for Michigan and Wrecker football. I’m grateful that we live the greatest country on Earth. I’m grateful for The Free Press and Honestly -- especially Bari and Nellie for being so freakin brilliant and awesome, but for everyone who brings us so much terrific journalism and so much thought-inducing content. I’m grateful that my “greatest generation” parents taught me moderation (mom) and accountability (dad) so that I can pass those critical things on to my children and grandchildren. I’m grateful for our Constitution and Bill of Rights. I’m grateful for our 6 rescue dogs and 5 rescue cats. I’m grateful for early mornings. I just plain grateful for the opportunity to live my life.
> some of you are Christian homeschoolers with enough kids to make it qualify as a commune
I never comment here, but you got my number this time, so I feel obligated. Unfortunately, I have nothing insightful to say. But I’m here! Thanks, y’all, for doing real journalism. Love from Georgia.
I am staying with family in Utah with my twin infant sons while we wait for things to get safer at home in Israel. We have a safe place to stay. Our families are alive and well. My husband hasn’t gotten called to the reserves and our family members who are in the reserves are safe. We have everything we need and more. Praying for a safe release of the hostages, especially the children, and for a just and quick end to this terrible situation.
KEVIN’S BOOK OF THE WEEK:
My book of the week is a fairy tale called ‘Transel and Gretel’ written by the Brothers Groom.
It’s about two kids who get lost in the woods and are taken in by a public school teacher with a house made of candy. Instead of wanting to fatten them up and eat them she just wants to mutilate their genitals.
You may also want to read ‘Cancel and Gretel’ which is a book about what happens to the publishers of ‘Transel and Gretel’ after they release it.
I thank God every day for the luck and privilege of being born in the US. Many of us know how lucky we are but sadly millions do not appreciate what they have and it was through plain dumb luck. The ability to post here and elsewhere and speak my mind, and make feeble attempts at humor WITHOUT FEAR of retribution. And to get into robust arguments and have a beer afterwards and realize that friendship and family transcend differences so long as we focus on what really matters and practice what we preach about diversity ( in all matters).
There is something deeply off-putting about giving credit to John Fetterman for finally getting one thing right especially when it is the easiest possible thing to get right.
He’s still going to support the importation of Muslim extremists to the United States because of diversity and equity so don’t rest too easy.
There have been a couple of tragedies in my church family last week. At these times you discover how people have been living quietly desperate lives. Church members jump in to help sort out their lives, plan funerals, see that their needs are being met. Then you discover details about their circumstances and are shocked at how they managed to get along, show up for choir practice, always have a brave face.
I could say I am grateful my life doesn’t have such circumstances. But I am more grateful that my husband and I have the resources and time to help these people through their tragedy and right their ship. I am grateful there are others in my church who pitch in every time there’s a death, an accident, a sickness. This little community keeps me sane in a world gone mad.
First ,as a French woman, I am going to pout in the corner, regarding your comment about Europe T^T.
Ok, this matter being over, let me tell you what I am grateful for :
I am grateful for having a loving partner (who does all the cooking, thus preventing me from poisoning the whole family), two adorable young children (3 yo and 3 months old), a stable job.
Also, I am grateful for leaving in a country where the cheese is not shitty. Take that, America !
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I’m grateful, for the time being at least, for the 1st amendment and our freedom to speak our mind. So that I can remind you that this America that we love so well, is in grave danger from not only China, Russia and Iran but from the poison that has been fed to our youth and the masses. This dangerous amnesia about radical Islam and Arab colonialism injected under the cloak of woke, may truly have the ability to shake our foundations from the inside. Just ask the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.
I realized recently that I am grateful for TIME. I was a screwed up mess as an 18 year old foster kid being "emancipated." My self worth was zero, my behavior was criminal, my decisions were infantile. But by the sheer luck of living long enough to learn and by meeting people who were better at "life" than I was and being invited to join them on this journey, I matured. I became a better person, a passable husband, a good provider, a loving father, and some have told me a "role model." I am so grateful to have lived long enough (I am 77 ) to be actually proud of my life and what I've become. This also gives me a modicum of hope for young people today. But only a modicum.
I am grateful to have won the life lottery, living in an imperfect country but always striving for a more perfect union. I am grateful for the open, thought-provoking, conscience-raising colloquy of the Free Press Community, and its mothers, Bari Weiss and Nellie Bowles. For the commenters, who know so much more than I and share freely, informatively and so very often, with such good humor.
Finally I am grateful for the 56 years of joy, pain, adventure and laughter With my husband who shuffled off this mortal coil this year. But in exiting stage right, he left with characteristic humor and a great laugh line at his memorial: “It’s really rude of your mother to outlive me.” God bless him. God bless us all as we try every day to be our best selves in a chaotic world.