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A face can become part of how an era is remembered. This image accompanies the historical question explored in this essay. WHEN DID BULLYING BECOME LEADERSHIP? I HUMBLY ASK AMERICA: WHY IS A BULLY IN CHARGE — AND WHY ARE ONLY A FEW STANDING UP TO SAY, “NOT TODAY. NOT TOMORROW.”? A NOTE ABOUT THE PHOTOGRAPH The image accompanying this post is not here simply to secure attention. History has a way of attaching faces to eras. Some become inseparable from what generations remember about compassion, resistance, transformation or political change. Mother Teresa. Nelson Mandela. Barack Obama. Donald Trump, too, will remain one of the defining faces of an era in American history. What this era ultimately means will be debated by historians, scholars, supporters, critics and generations yet to come. But those of us LIVING THROUGH IT have a responsibility to document what we witness, question what concerns us, preserve the record and speak in our own voices...
