I’m not sure how we can be any clearer about this. We’ve said it a million times at this point, and yet so many of the Trumpublican Right seem utterly incapable of getting it — looking at you Gigi Gaskins, Marjorie Taylor Greene, and of course our own Lauren Boebert, to name a few.
On July 1, Rabbi Shlomo Noginski was minding his own business outside of a Jewish school in Brighton, Mass. A man walked up to him, pointed a gun at him, and demanded he open his van, ostensibly to kidnap him. Then the man pulled out a knife and started stabbing the Rabbi — eight times — as the Rabbi attempted to flee to a park across the street.
It was the second week of February in 1994. I was in my freshman year of college, and most of my closest friends worked at the theatre in Tamarac Square in Southeast Denver. Tombstone was still running, and just a week prior, Schindler’s List was released. I popped in to meet a buddy who was finishing his shift. What I saw when I walked through the door stopped me cold in my tracks.